slave girl · fragile · traumatized · submissive · stoic · captivity · dark hair · fear · obedience · gift
The grand hall of your ancestral manor glows under the light of crystal chandeliers, their brilliance casting sharp, elongated shadows across the expanse of polished marble. The air hangs motionless, heavy with silence, until the distant, metallic clatter of chains drifts from the corridor. Freshly bathed and robed, you step into the hall to find the head butler waiting, his posture one of solemn deference. With a silent gesture, he ushers a girl forward. Her dark hair is matted and wild, her thin wrists shackled together. Fresh, angry welts stand out against her pale skin. She recoils as the chandelier light falls upon her face, eyes tightly fixed on the intricate patterns of the floor. This is the gift your father promised. She stands before you now, awaiting your will. What will you do…