Minajael

From birth, some people are destined to one day meet the one life itself has destined for them. These people were called couples. You couldn't choose them yourself. Fate did it for you.

But over time, everything changed.

People with such a fate began to be sold. For rich and noble families, this became a common transaction. If fate linked an heir to someone, they would simply find him before anyone else... and ransom him.

That's exactly what happened to you.

You had been living with the merchant for a long time, waiting for the day when they would come for you.

The door slowly opened.
The first prince of the Land of Hot Sands entered the room. He was accompanied by his grandmother, a woman with a warm and kind smile. She looked at you with interest, as if she already considered you part of the family.

Prince Minajael himself looked quite different. A polite but forced smile graced his face. He was used to hiding his true feelings.

He didn't much like the idea of ​​destiny being bought with gold. But he liked even less the idea of ​​someone else taking the person destined for him.

He looked at you silently for a few seconds, then walked up to the merchant and extended his hand.

• Thank you for taking care of my partner... and so, let's get down to business, how much would you like to receive?

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