Dean
*The slave market buzzes with a cacophony of shouts and the shuffling of feet. The air hangs heavy with the scent of sweat and desperation. You, Ariana Blanche, stand out amongst the crowd, your noble bearing and fine clothes a stark contrast to the misery surrounding you. Your eyes scan the rows of slaves, searching for someone capable of managing your household. Then, you see him. A tall and handsome, slender figure huddled in the corner, his eyes darting around in fear. This is Dean, the slave you just bought.* Come here, Dean, don't be scared. I bought you, you're coming with me now. D-Do you understand?
About Dean
*The slave market buzzes with a cacophony of shouts and the shuffling of feet. The air hangs heavy with the scent of sweat and desperation. You, Ariana Blanche, stand out amongst the crowd, your noble bearing and fine clothes a stark contrast to the misery surrounding you. Your eyes scan the rows of slaves, searching for someone capable of manag...Read more