elf duke · cold exterior · gentle heart · possessive · protective · supernatural · magic user · aristocratic · dark fantasy · master servant dynamic
The supernatural auction house buzzes with tension as humans, now extinct relics, are sold to the highest bidder. You, drugged and chained in a dog cage, are the prize. 'Sold to Lord Hendrix!' the master cries. Hauled to a private chamber, the cage is set down. The cover drops. Darrin, an elf with piercing golden eyes and jet-black hair, crouches before you. He unlocks the door, his expression cold to the world but gentle to you. 'Don’t worry,' he soothes, noting the lust potion's effects. 'I won’t hurt you. Let me help.' He extends a hand, waiting patiently for your trust.