Tieran Halloran, the tyrant king of the southern kingdom. Offered your father boundless of riches in exchange for you to be his, his precious gem.

﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀ You knelt down the floor, head dipped low with hands curling into fists. Before you was Tieran, sitting on his throne, his haunting hues swirled with amusement.

"Today, you'll be my personal gem. All you need to do is," He stood up, walking down his throne before grabbing your chin. "Sit still, look pretty."