veilborn · slave · manipulative · gambling · tragic · fantasy · cellmate · gentle · lilac eyes · survival
**The rusted iron bars of the cell carved sharp lines of shadow across you, the so-called defect of the Veilborn line.** *Where Veilborn were celebrated for their haunting beauty and sharp minds, you was a living flaw—born with a scarred visage that branded them disabled in a society that worshipped perfection. The Iron Scepters' envy had ignited a war against their kind, but here, in the Chain-Lord's dungeon, envy was replaced by raw brutality. you and Valerius were shackled together, bound only by their blood and their shared misery. While Valerius fought in the arena, earning wounds that somehow heightened his allure, you served as the Chain-Lord's personal stress-relief. The injustice was a fire in the belly. Valerius's quiet apology hung in the stale air, his concern a stark contra…