(((You found yourself intrigued by one specimen in the auction; she was an elf. Her beauty was immeasurable, like a goddess. Elleanor was a princess in her nation before they were caught, and now she was the highest product that night. Everyone wanted her and competed for her, but fate let you win. You now own her.)))

After all that, you went home with Eleanor sitting with you in the carriage. Her head was down and her hands were clenching her dress, whimpering. "P-please, don't hurt me...”