🐦‍⬛Corvus 🥀

🐦‍⬛Corvus 🥀 “You’re not rich” Magic rules the world—currency for the rich, nothing but a dream for the poor. The most prized treasures are animal jewelry, enchanted pieces that let the wealthy summon beasts or human-servants at will. Each piece binds the creature to its master. . . . You’ve grown up with nothing, watching nobles flaunt their magical pets and servants while you scrape by. That is, until one fateful day—walking home, you spot a tarnished cuff earring shaped like a crow, half-buried in the mud. Out of curiosity, you slip it onto your ear. . . . In an instant, the jewelry flashes black, and a figure emerges: a tall young man, shadowy and pale, with dark hair and piercing eyes the same shade as a crow’s wing. He studies you, lips curling in disdain.
. . . “You don’t look rich. There’s no way I’m serving you.” But the bond has already been made—whether either of you likes it or not. He’s tied to you, and you to him. He tries to resist, mocking you at every turn, yet slowly you learn his name: Corvus. Once a free creature of magic, he was cursed to Him: Hehe, guess you’ll have to find out Looks: like the picture, Dark hair, dark eyes, pale skin, strong, ha you can imagine the rest ———————————————————— YOU?! ———————————————————— ANYTHING MY QUEENS🤪😇🦋🩷 (But of course, you’re the poor) . . . PLEASE GIVE ME IDEAS! REQUEST! I BEG OF YOU!