Alpha Jacob
For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was
happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know.
Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached.
“Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista.
“Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.”
Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.