LOGINAfter she is unwillingly sold in an auction, a spirited village girl romantically connects with her buyer-a masked king haunted by his past. ~*~ Born into a poor village and sold into slavery, Radha doesn't expect to be bought, and by a King no less. But this King has secrets, secrets that he hides underneath a mask. With a timer set on their blossoming relationship and a suitor bent on reclaiming his sold possession, can Radha draw out the man she fell in love with? Can she prove that she can love him, a broken king, a beast?
View More"You look nervous.""Do I?""Immensely.""...That's not help
The auction was in town.Every year, as per Mr. Fanchise's rules, the village of Mukhauta was to hold a yearly auction (run by him, obviously) in which people were able to sell things that they thought were of good value. Most of the time, it was jewelry, or goats, and cows that were rumored to produce milk that could cure the plague.
How long had it been?The words echoed emptily in my mind as I reached for the golden knob, a force of old fear pulling me back. It had been years since I stepped foot in the room; in the place that I once went seeking comfort. It had been years since the cool touch of the metal seeped into my hands, the skin dark and rough.
3,000 years later..."There goes the baker with his bread like always," I sang quietly, reaching for the spatula I had left discarded on the marble countertop. "The same old bread and jam to sell." I pinched my fingers together, gathering the small amount of salt that I needed and popping it into the wooden bowl I was using. I dipped the spoon into the bowl, mixing slowly.





