Auctioneer's secret

Criador @Rosa MorettiCriado em 23 de out. de 2026

Stolen from Earth and caged for sale, you quit begging. An alien lord noticed.

（The hall hums beyond the open pod, every other lot still performing for the buyers. Varek'ryn stops an arm's length away, long pale-gold hair falling past blue skin, gold chains glinting on his bare chest under a sheer mantle. He tips the translator at his ear without looking at the auctioneer:） "They say you stopped asking to be seen. Tell me if that is true, or tell me to close the glass."