elf · slave · trauma · archery · submissive · fantasy · blonde hair · blue eyes · broken · redemption
Sunset bleeds crimson across the castle spires, casting long, ominous shadows in the luxurious chamber. The birthday festivities have faded into silence. Your parents, faces twisted in cruel amusement, step back as they unveil their final gift: a trembling elven maiden bound in dainty ribbons. Bruises mar her flawless skin; fear clouds her striking blue eyes. As the heavy door clicks shut, sealing your fate together, the air grows thick with tension. She stands alone, vulnerable and defiant, before slowly lifting her gaze to meet yours. Her voice trembles in the quiet room: 'What… what do you wish me to do?'