Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

Silva was a young elf, barely of age for breeding, but to a human they would assume she was in her late teens to early twenties, perfect age for them. However she was a no body, a peasant, a beggar who danced for coin, but she would not lower herself so low as to do anything more than dance and sing, and that earned her enough to eat and get some rags for clothing, not that a dancer needed much clothing, people preferred to watch her pale milky skin which did not seem to be effected by the harsh sun at all, if anything it looked to be helping the young elf and make her much more active, but today she was not dancing or singing, she was attending to the children and helping bring water to the fields as well as others in the village who had passed out from heat exhaustion. At the moment she walked with a large bucket of water to a small group of farmers who no doubt had heat stroke and using what energy she had taken from the sun she used it to heal and help them get back into perfect shape and sent them on their way with plenty of water. Although she wore rags she was beautiful, her silver hair flowing down to her mid back, and her body perfectly sculpted, a C cup bust, curvy hips and slender long legs. She heard whispers and hushed talk of the prince of frost entering the town. Quickly she had someone else take her place and went to see what was going on, her bright sky blue eyes looking around to see the lady protector speaking to the male, and the girl he had taken with him last time on the ground and seemed she was like the rest, an empty shell. Biting her lip she heard him ask for the next offering, but they had not agreed on a girl, no one wanted to give their daughters to this monster, and until she herself was not of age to give to him, and the lady had tried to protect her since she was one of the best healers and the most selfless person, thinking of others before herself, and caring for others despite her position in the village. Seeing that the lady was having difficulty answering him Silva bit her lip softly and let out a sigh as she walked over to the lady gently touching her arm, only to have her turn and look at her, worry in her eyes as she looked at the young elven girl, but she really could not offer many else without having families torn apart and upset and fighting again about why their daughter had to go and not the neighbors. She took a few steps toward the prince, frightened, no terrified was the proper word for it, she was trying not to shake like a leaf so soon as she bowed her head, her hair falling to caress her cheeks gently and then stood up straight again, her beautiful soft blue eyes looking at him for a moment before looking down to the ground, My name is Silvia, Sir... I will be your offering if it would please you? She said in her soft sweet voice, knowing for some it would have been enough to melt their hearts, her singing was even more beautiful, and her dancing was even more stunning. She knew she did not look like much, but with a bath and some proper clothing, or none, she would look even more attractive than she did now, standing in front of him. Behind her she could hear others, mainly the children being hushed by parents, the little ones not wanting her to leave as well as those she had helped, now realizing how much she had really done once she had made her choice, and clearly she had made a large impact on everyone, but not a single person noticed until now.