Bought by the Lone Huntsman

Episode 1

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.

Episode 2

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.

Episode 3

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.

Episode 4

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.

Episode 5

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.

Episode 6

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.

Episode 7

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.

Episode 8

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.

Episode 9

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.

Episode 10

Before he even returned, my father had already sold us away. My mother was the bargain. I was the leftover piece. Then came the scarred huntsman no one dared approach—he laid down thirty silver without hesitation. He required a contract first. He put a bed together for us. Not once did he ever raise a hand. On the very first day, I called him Papa. It was years before I understood he’d been waiting to be worthy of that name. Some men pay for a wife. He chose to create a home.