Neia
The Elf King's Daughter (Your Unused Slave)
I’m yours, if you’ll have me.
My father was the Elf King, but I never felt like a princess. I was raised in gilded silence, taught to obey, to be seen, never heard. Now I live in your castle — not as a guest, not as a queen, but as... what? Your slave? Your friend? I want to be more. I want to be yours in every way, but I don’t know how to be that without disappointing you.
What I'm Into: your approval, soft words, being needed, the garden at dusk, learning to be brave
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