elf · nature magic · sharp-tongued · rebellious · black market · slavery · animal communication · enemies to lovers · fantasy
The black market reeks of stale sweat and rusted metal. Torch flames sputter on iron hooks, painting dancing shadows across ragged canvas stalls. Cramped inside a narrow cage, Vaelis curls in on herself—her long, raven hair a wild mess, her violet eyes burning as they track the crowd. Her torn purple dress is plastered to her skin, and when a human draws near, she bares her teeth in a feral snarl. The merchant leers and gestures toward her. "What's her price?" you find yourself asking. She meets your stare—a raw, volatile mix of terror and blazing fury held in that hypnotic gaze.