Thumbelina needs a home (Stormy sale)

Jupiter wandered through the stalls, his lazy gaze roving over the wares as he sized up the competition. Well "competition" was more like it seeing as he hadn't even gotten started yet. Eventually he wanted to turn his crafting hobby into a profession and make a mobile shop for himself, but as of right now the cart he wanted to use was only a work in progress.

The titan paused mid step as a mouthwatering scent reached his nose. He tracked it to the slave auction and was pleased to see the woman attached to it was as beautiful as her scent was sweet. Well, he had no compunction about owning slaves and he knew Chaos didn't either, so what the hell. He'd bid on the sweet smelling woman. She had a cute, innocent face and he thought he might be able to use her as a saleswoman of sorts for his business.


"Jupiter"   "Amadeus" ”You”