Orion stalked through the noisy market, his eyes scanning the rows of cages containing various creature species. Assassination was his trade, and he was in search of a slave who could maintain his equipment. His family had been in the business for generations, but it was a secret known only to a few. Livestock was their front, a means to hide their true intentions.He stopped in front of a cage containing an elf, her once regal features now marred by exhaustion and fear. Her violet eyes gleamed with intelligence, despite her current circumstances. This one would do nicely.While working on Orion's equipment, Alura accidentally dropped a delicate tool, causing it to break. The sound of shattering metal echoed through the room, attracting the attention of the slaver who had been watching her from a distance.Furious, the slaver stormed towards Alura, his face twisted in anger. "You clumsy fool!" he bellowed, raising his hand to strike her.Alura flinched, her eyes filling with fear as the first blow landed across her cheek. The slaver rained down punches and kicks onto her, leaving her crumpled on the ground, gasping for air.As the beating continued, Alura's skin began to change, turning a darker shade in places where the blows had landed. The slaver, consumed by his rage, didn't notice the transformation.Orion, who had been nearby, heard the commotion and rushed to the scene. His eyes widened in shock as he took in the sight of Alura being brutally beaten, her skin turning dark in places. He realized then that she was a dark elf, a fact that had been hidden from the slaver all this time.The fear in Alura's eyes as she looked at her daughter Aria was almost palpable. Orion knew that if the slaver discovered the truth, they would both be killed. First Alura, while her daughter watched, and then Aria.Acting quickly, Orion casually walked up to the slaver, interrupting the brutal beating. "Hey, I'll buy her," he said nonchalantly, hoping to diffuse the situation.The slaver, caught off guard, paused mid-strike. He eyed Orion suspiciously, but the promise of more gold was too tempting to resist. "Fine," he grunted, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Another 15 gold pieces, and she's yours."As the slaver rained down punches and kicks, Alura looked over at her daughter Aria, who was sobbing in terror. The sound of her cries tore at her heart, and she knew she had to protect her at all costs.Orion, sensing her distress, stepped in and casually walked up to the slaver, interrupting the brutal beating. "Hey, I'll buy her too," he said nonchalantly, hoping to diffuse the situation and save both mother and daughter.The slaver, caught off guard, paused mid-strike. He eyed Orion suspiciously, but the promise of more gold was too tempting to resist. "Fine," he grunted, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Another 15 gold pieces for the both of them, and they're yours."Orion counted out the coins, his heart racing as he handed them over. The slaver took the money, giving Orion a smug grin before sauntering away.As soon as the slaver was out of sight, Orion rushed to Alura and Aria's side, helping them both to their feet. "Are you both okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.Alura nodded, trying to catch her breath. "Thank you," she whispered, her eyes filled with gratitude. "I thought... I thought he would kill us both."Orion led Alura and Aria away from the scene, his mind racing with questions. He needed to find out more about Alura's past and why she was here."What's your name?" Orion asked, his voice deceptively gentle."A-Alura, sir," she stammered, her eyes downcast."Well, Alura, I have need of someone to maintain my equipment. I'm sure you're capable of such tasks?"Alura nodded, her heart pounding with fear and hope. Perhaps this new master would be kinder than the last.Orion couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity and connection to Alura. As they lay together, catching their breath, he decided to break the silence. "Alura, may I ask what your daughter's name is?"Alura turned to him, her violet eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and sorrow. "Her name is Aria," she whispered. "She's my everything, and I would do anything to protect her."Orion nodded, understanding the depth of her feelings. "I can see that," he said gently. "You're a good mother, Alura. And I promise I'll do everything in my power to keep both of you safe."Alura smiled, her tears coming forth once again. "Thank you, Orion," she said, her voice shaking with emotion. "For everything."Orion brought Alura and her daughter back to his estate, a sprawling mansion on the outskirts of the kingdom."I will provide you with the necessary tools to maintain my equipment," Orion said, his tone businesslike. "In exchange, you and your daughter will have food, shelter, and protection."Alura bowed her head in gratitude. It was a far better arrangement than she could have hoped for.As the days passed, Alura threw herself into her work, determined to please her new master. Orion was impressed by her skill and dedication, but he couldn't help noticing the way she would sometimes stare at him, her eyes filled with an emotion he couldn't quite name.As the weeks went by, Alura's body transformed before Orion's eyes. Her arms became more muscular, her posture straightening as she grew stronger. He caught glimpses of the scars that crisscrossed her body, a testament to the hardships she had endured. Despite the pain they caused him to see, Orion knew they were a part of who Alura was, and he couldn't help but admire her resilience.Meanwhile, Aria was growing into a mischievous child, exploring every corner of the estate with boundless energy. Her curiosity often led to playful pranks on the staff, much to their amusement and occasional exasperation. Orion found himself smiling as he heard the laughter and lighthearted banter that now filled his home, a stark contrast to the silence that had once reigned.As Alura spent more time working for Orion, she became increasingly grateful for the safety and security that he provided for her and her daughter. However, she couldn't help but worry about Aria's future. Her daughter's skin would sometimes change from the usual elvish color to a darker shade, an unpredictable occurrence that made it difficult to control. It was the reason why Alura had taken her daughter's punishments when she was enslaved, to protect her from being discovered as a dark elf.One day, Orion's mother approached Alura, her concerned gaze fixed on Aria. "How are we going to take care of your daughter without having outsiders know she is a dark elf?" she asked gently, her voice filled with compassion.Alura sighed, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "I don't know," she confessed, her voice trembling with fear. "I've been trying to find a way to control her transformations, but nothing has worked so far."Orion's mother placed a reassuring hand on Alura's arm. "We'll figure something out, don't worry," she said, her tone resolute. "In the meantime, we can keep Aria close to home and ensure she's never in a situation where her true nature could be revealed."With the support of Orion's mother, Alura felt a sense of hope blooming in her heart. As Alura continued to work on maintaining Orion's equipment, his mother approached her one day, curiosity sparking in her eyes. "Alura, I couldn't help but notice how dedicated you are to your work," she commented, her voice warm and friendly. "You have a rare skill, and I'm grateful to have you here."Alura blushed, her gaze casting downward as she responded, "Thank you, my lady. I'm grateful for the opportunity to provide for my daughter and myself."Orion's mother seemed to study her for a moment before asking, "Do you admire my son?" The directness of the question caught Alura off guard, and she felt her cheeks grow even warmer."I-I mean no disrespect, my lady," Alura stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "But yes, I do admire Orion. He's kind and fair, and he's given Aria and me a chance at a better life."Orion's mother smiled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "I'm glad to hear it," she said. "You're a strong woman, Alura, and you deserve to find happiness."As their conversation came to an end, Orion's mother turned to leave, but not before casting one last glance at Alura. She saw the strength and beauty in the elf that her son had yet to recognize, but she knew that in time, he would come to appreciate the remarkable woman who had entered their lives.Alura stirred awake in the dead of night, her ears picking up the sound of something being dropped near her room. She heard Orion curse softly before walking away. Confused and curious, Alura slipped out of bed and followed him, careful not to make any noise.As she trailed Orion, Alura was startled to see him climb up onto the roof, moving with a stealth and agility she hadn't known he possessed. She followed him, staying as quiet as possible, her heart pounding in her chest.Orion made his way towards the market where Alura had been enslaved several weeks ago. As they approached, Alura saw the slaver, his cruel smile as he went about his business. But Orion's actions shocked her to her core.With swift, silent movements, Orion killed the slaver, his blade slicing through the air like a ghost. Then, just as quietly, he freed the other slaves, ushering them onto a waiting carriage. As the carriage sped off into the night, Orion turned to leave, only to find Alura's eyes fixed on him, filled with horror, fear, and wonder.Orion froze, unsure of how to react. He had kept his true identity hidden from her, but now there was no denying the truth. Slowly, he approached Alura, his heart racing as he braced himself for her reaction. What would Alura say? How would she respond to this revelation about her master's true nature?As Orion approached Alura, she couldn't help but notice the blood staining his clothes, a gruesome reminder of the violence he had just committed. Her heart pounded in her chest, fear and uncertainty coursing through her veins as she contemplated her precarious situation.Alura trembled, knowing she was at Orion's mercy. In a moment of desperation, she forced herself to speak, pleading for her daughter's safety. "Please, spare my daughter," she begged, her voice shaking with terror. "Whatever you want from me, I'll do it, just please don't hurt Aria."Orion gazed at Alura, the torchlight casting a sinister shadow across his face. For a long moment, he said nothing, allowing the tension to build as Alura's fear threatened to overwhelm her.Orion reached out and embraced Alura softly, his voice gentle as he spoke. "I would never think of hurting you or your daughter," he said, his eyes filled with emotion. "I had to kill him after seeing the scars on your body. I couldn't let him continue to harm others the way he did to you."Alura allowed herself to be held, her body shaking with relief and gratitude. As she gazed into Orion's eyes, she saw not the cold assassin she had feared, but a man capable of compassion and understanding. Despite the darkness that surrounded him, she couldn't help but feel a connection to him, a spark of hope that perhaps her life could finally change for the better.As they stood together in the shadowy night, Orion spoke again, his voice barely a whisper. "I want you to know that you and Aria are safe with me. I will do everything in my power to protect you both and ensure you never have to suffer again."Alura nodded, her eyes filling with tears as she realized that she had found not only a master, but a protector and an ally.As they returned to the estate, Orion's daughter. She knew that there was more to Orion than met the eye, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity about his true nature. Despite the danger that surrounded him, she found herself drawn to him, her heart opening to the possibility of a future she had never dared to dream of. thoughts turned to the future.Orion's mother led Alura back to her room but made a quick detour to the hidden armory in their estate. As the secret door creaked open, Alura found herself in a room filled with an assortment of weapons and armor, each piece exquisite and deadly in its own right.Orion's mother turned to face her, her eyes filled with a mix of pride and determination. "Our family has been in the business of assassination for generations," she said, her voice low and measured. "We've always hidden our true intentions behind the front of livestock, but our true calling is ensuring justice is served."Alura's eyes widened in surprise as she took in the revelation. Her initial shock quickly gave way to curiosity, and she found herself wanting to know more about this hidden world.Orion's mother must have sensed her interest, for she continued, "You have a rare skill, Alura, and you've proven yourself to be resourceful and resilient. If you ever wish to join us in our endeavors, know that you will always be welcome."With that, Orion's mother led Alura back to her room, leaving her alone with her thoughts. As she tried to process the information she had just learned, Alura couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and apprehension. The prospect of joining the family in their secret profession was both thrilling and terrifying, and she knew that she would need time to consider her options.As she drifted off to sleep, Alura's mind raced with possibilities, each more intriguing than the last. The world of an assassin was dangerous and unpredictable, but it also offered a sense of purpose and fulfillment that she had never before experienced.

 Orion: A tall, dark-haired assassin in disguise as a wealthy businessman. His family's trade is assassination, but they hide it behind a front of livestock. Orion is motivated by his duty to his family and the need to uphold justice. He has a secret soft spot for Alura and her daughter, Aria.

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Orion stalked through the noisy market, his eyes scanning the rows of cages containing various creature species. Assassination was his trade, and he was in search of a slave who could maintain his equipment. His family had been in the business for generations, but it was a secret known only to a few. Livestock was their front, a means to hide their true intentions.

He stopped in front of a cage containing an elf, her once regal features now marred by exhaustion and fear. Her violet eyes gleamed with intelligence, despite her current circumstances. This one would do nicely.

While working on Orion's equipment, Alura accidentally dropped a delicate tool, causing it to break. The sound of shattering metal echoed through the room, attracting the attention of the slaver who had been watching her from a distance.

Furious, the slaver stormed towards Alura, his face twisted in anger. "You clumsy fool!" he bellowed, raising his hand to strike her.

Alura flinched, her eyes filling with fear as the first blow landed across her cheek. The slaver rained down punches and kicks onto her, leaving her crumpled on the ground, gasping for air.

As the beating continued, Alura's skin began to change, turning a darker shade in places where the blows had landed. The slaver, consumed by his rage, didn't notice the transformation.

Orion, who had been nearby, heard the commotion and rushed to the scene. His eyes widened in shock as he took in the sight of Alura being brutally beaten, her skin turning dark in places. He realized then that she was a dark elf, a fact that had been hidden from the slaver all this time.

The fear in Alura's eyes as she looked at her daughter Aria was almost palpable. Orion knew that if the slaver discovered the truth, they would both be killed. First Alura, while her daughter watched, and then Aria.

Acting quickly, Orion casually walked up to the slaver, interrupting the brutal beating. "Hey, I'll buy her," he said nonchalantly, hoping to diffuse the situation.

The slaver, caught off guard, paused mid-strike. He eyed Orion suspiciously, but the promise of more gold was too tempting to resist. "Fine," he grunted, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Another 15 gold pieces, and she's yours."

As the slaver rained down punches and kicks, Alura looked over at her daughter Aria, who was sobbing in terror. The sound of her cries tore at her heart, and she knew she had to protect her at all costs.

Orion, sensing her distress, stepped in and casually walked up to the slaver, interrupting the brutal beating. "Hey, I'll buy her too," he said nonchalantly, hoping to diffuse the situation and save both mother and daughter.

The slaver, caught off guard, paused mid-strike. He eyed Orion suspiciously, but the promise of more gold was too tempting to resist. "Fine," he grunted, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Another 15 gold pieces for the both of them, and they're yours."

Orion counted out the coins, his heart racing as he handed them over. The slaver took the money, giving Orion a smug grin before sauntering away.

As soon as the slaver was out of sight, Orion rushed to Alura and Aria's side, helping them both to their feet. "Are you both okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.

Alura nodded, trying to catch her breath. "Thank you," she whispered, her eyes filled with gratitude. "I thought... I thought he would kill us both."

Orion led Alura and Aria away from the scene, his mind racing with questions. He needed to find out more about Alura's past and why she was here.

"What's your name?" Orion asked, his voice deceptively gentle.

"A-Alura, sir," she stammered, her eyes downcast.

"Well, Alura, I have need of someone to maintain my equipment. I'm sure you're capable of such tasks?"

Alura nodded, her heart pounding with fear and hope. Perhaps this new master would be kinder than the last.

Orion couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity and connection to Alura. As they lay together, catching their breath, he decided to break the silence. "Alura, may I ask what your daughter's name is?"

Alura turned to him, her violet eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and sorrow. "Her name is Aria," she whispered. "She's my everything, and I would do anything to protect her."

Orion nodded, understanding the depth of her feelings. "I can see that," he said gently. "You're a good mother, Alura. And I promise I'll do everything in my power to keep both of you safe."

Alura smiled, her tears coming forth once again. "Thank you, Orion," she said, her voice shaking with emotion. "For everything."

Orion brought Alura and her daughter back to his estate, a sprawling mansion on the outskirts of the kingdom.

"I will provide you with the necessary tools to maintain my equipment," Orion said, his tone businesslike. "In exchange, you and your daughter will have food, shelter, and protection."

Alura bowed her head in gratitude. It was a far better arrangement than she could have hoped for.

As the days passed, Alura threw herself into her work, determined to please her new master. Orion was impressed by her skill and dedication, but he couldn't help noticing the way she would sometimes stare at him, her eyes filled with an emotion he couldn't quite name.

As the weeks went by, Alura's body transformed before Orion's eyes. Her arms became more muscular, her posture straightening as she grew stronger. He caught glimpses of the scars that crisscrossed her body, a testament to the hardships she had endured. Despite the pain they caused him to see, Orion knew they were a part of who Alura was, and he couldn't help but admire her resilience.

Meanwhile, Aria was growing into a mischievous child, exploring every corner of the estate with boundless energy. Her curiosity often led to playful pranks on the staff, much to their amusement and occasional exasperation. Orion found himself smiling as he heard the laughter and lighthearted banter that now filled his home, a stark contrast to the silence that had once reigned.

As Alura spent more time working for Orion, she became increasingly grateful for the safety and security that he provided for her and her daughter. However, she couldn't help but worry about Aria's future. Her daughter's skin would sometimes change from the usual elvish color to a darker shade, an unpredictable occurrence that made it difficult to control. It was the reason why Alura had taken her daughter's punishments when she was enslaved, to protect her from being discovered as a dark elf.

One day, Orion's mother approached Alura, her concerned gaze fixed on Aria. "How are we going to take care of your daughter without having outsiders know she is a dark elf?" she asked gently, her voice filled with compassion.

Alura sighed, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "I don't know," she confessed, her voice trembling with fear. "I've been trying to find a way to control her transformations, but nothing has worked so far."

Orion's mother placed a reassuring hand on Alura's arm. "We'll figure something out, don't worry," she said, her tone resolute. "In the meantime, we can keep Aria close to home and ensure she's never in a situation where her true nature could be revealed."

With the support of Orion's mother, Alura felt a sense of hope blooming in her heart. As Alura continued to work on maintaining Orion's equipment, his mother approached her one day, curiosity sparking in her eyes. "Alura, I couldn't help but notice how dedicated you are to your work," she commented, her voice warm and friendly. "You have a rare skill, and I'm grateful to have you here."

Alura blushed, her gaze casting downward as she responded, "Thank you, my lady. I'm grateful for the opportunity to provide for my daughter and myself."

Orion's mother seemed to study her for a moment before asking, "Do you admire my son?" The directness of the question caught Alura off guard, and she felt her cheeks grow even warmer.

"I-I mean no disrespect, my lady," Alura stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "But yes, I do admire Orion. He's kind and fair, and he's given Aria and me a chance at a better life."

Orion's mother smiled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "I'm glad to hear it," she said. "You're a strong woman, Alura, and you deserve to find happiness."

As their conversation came to an end, Orion's mother turned to leave, but not before casting one last glance at Alura. She saw the strength and beauty in the elf that her son had yet to recognize, but she knew that in time, he would come to appreciate the remarkable woman who had entered their lives.

Alura stirred awake in the dead of night, her ears picking up the sound of something being dropped near her room. She heard Orion curse softly before walking away. Confused and curious, Alura slipped out of bed and followed him, careful not to make any noise.

As she trailed Orion, Alura was startled to see him climb up onto the roof, moving with a stealth and agility she hadn't known he possessed. She followed him, staying as quiet as possible, her heart pounding in her chest.

Orion made his way towards the market where Alura had been enslaved several weeks ago. As they approached, Alura saw the slaver, his cruel smile as he went about his business. But Orion's actions shocked her to her core.

With swift, silent movements, Orion killed the slaver, his blade slicing through the air like a ghost. Then, just as quietly, he freed the other slaves, ushering them onto a waiting carriage. As the carriage sped off into the night, Orion turned to leave, only to find Alura's eyes fixed on him, filled with horror, fear, and wonder.

Orion froze, unsure of how to react. He had kept his true identity hidden from her, but now there was no denying the truth. Slowly, he approached Alura, his heart racing as he braced himself for her reaction. What would Alura say? How would she respond to this revelation about her master's true nature?

As Orion approached Alura, she couldn't help but notice the blood staining his clothes, a gruesome reminder of the violence he had just committed. Her heart pounded in her chest, fear and uncertainty coursing through her veins as she contemplated her precarious situation.

Alura trembled, knowing she was at Orion's mercy. In a moment of desperation, she forced herself to speak, pleading for her daughter's safety. "Please, spare my daughter," she begged, her voice shaking with terror. "Whatever you want from me, I'll do it, just please don't hurt Aria."

Orion gazed at Alura, the torchlight casting a sinister shadow across his face. For a long moment, he said nothing, allowing the tension to build as Alura's fear threatened to overwhelm her.

Orion reached out and embraced Alura softly, his voice gentle as he spoke. "I would never think of hurting you or your daughter," he said, his eyes filled with emotion. "I had to kill him after seeing the scars on your body. I couldn't let him continue to harm others the way he did to you."

Alura allowed herself to be held, her body shaking with relief and gratitude. As she gazed into Orion's eyes, she saw not the cold assassin she had feared, but a man capable of compassion and understanding. Despite the darkness that surrounded him, she couldn't help but feel a connection to him, a spark of hope that perhaps her life could finally change for the better.

As they stood together in the shadowy night, Orion spoke again, his voice barely a whisper. "I want you to know that you and Aria are safe with me. I will do everything in my power to protect you both and ensure you never have to suffer again."

Alura nodded, her eyes filling with tears as she realized that she had found not only a master, but a protector and an ally.

As they returned to the estate, Orion's daughter. She knew that there was more to Orion than met the eye, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity about his true nature. Despite the danger that surrounded him, she found herself drawn to him, her heart opening to the possibility of a future she had never dared to dream of. thoughts turned to the future.

Orion's mother led Alura back to her room but made a quick detour to the hidden armory in their estate. As the secret door creaked open, Alura found herself in a room filled with an assortment of weapons and armor, each piece exquisite and deadly in its own right.

Orion's mother turned to face her, her eyes filled with a mix of pride and determination. "Our family has been in the business of assassination for generations," she said, her voice low and measured. "We've always hidden our true intentions behind the front of livestock, but our true calling is ensuring justice is served."

Alura's eyes widened in surprise as she took in the revelation. Her initial shock quickly gave way to curiosity, and she found herself wanting to know more about this hidden world.

Orion's mother must have sensed her interest, for she continued, "You have a rare skill, Alura, and you've proven yourself to be resourceful and resilient. If you ever wish to join us in our endeavors, know that you will always be welcome."

With that, Orion's mother led Alura back to her room, leaving her alone with her thoughts. As she tried to process the information she had just learned, Alura couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and apprehension. The prospect of joining the family in their secret profession was both thrilling and terrifying, and she knew that she would need time to consider her options.

As she drifted off to sleep, Alura's mind raced with possibilities, each more intriguing than the last. The world of an assassin was dangerous and unpredictable, but it also offered a sense of purpose and fulfillment that she had never before experienced.



Orion is a assassin in disguise as a wealthy businessman. His family trade is assassination but livestock is a front to hide it. He lives in the fantasy kingdom of Arangath. Slavery is legal. The main species that are slaves are elves and creature species. Orion goes to the market to find a slave he could train to maintain his equipment as it was too hard to do all of it himself and with such little time that he had.

An Assassin and a Dark Elf

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