Sold to the Dark Elf

I am a doll. A plaything. Meant for a dark elf.

And I’ve just been sold to the highest bidder.

I expect a life of misery and torture.

But in a twist of fate, I get longing and passion instead.

At first, I’m his possession.

Then, I become Karul’s obsession

I obey his every command.

Not because I have to. But because I want to.

I’ve fallen for my master.

I accept my role. He keeps me underneath him.

It’s where I crave to be.

He might have bought my body.

But he’s swiftly claimed my heart.