Bought by the Lone Huntsman

My father sold us before he came home. My mother was the price. I was the extra. The scarred huntsman everyone feared paid thirty silver without blinking. He demanded a contract. He built us a bed. He never once raised his hand. I called him Papa on the first day. It took me years to understand he'd been waiting to deserve it. Some men buy a wife. He built a family.

My father sold us before he came home. My mother was the price. I was the extra. The scarred huntsman everyone feared paid thirty silver without blinking. He demanded a contract. He built us a bed. He never once raised his hand. I called him Papa on the first day. It took me years to understand he'd been waiting to deserve it. Some men buy a wife. He built a family.