Reborn- His Scarlet Moon
One of my captors, a gruff man with a sinister grin, stepped forward, barking out in a booming voice, "Behold, a prize for the highest bidder! A rare beauty, young and untouched!"
The crowd grew hushed, their eyes fixed on me with a mix of curiosity and desire. A man dressed in opulent garments, undoubtedly a wealthy noble, stepped forward, his eyes scanning my frail form.
"What's her name?" he inquired, his voice dripping with arrogance.
"Her name matters not, sir," my captor replied with a sneer. "She's yours to mold as you wish."
The nobleman chuckled, his tone laced with entitlement. "And what skills does she possess?"
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