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Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail. Dedicated to im ur misconception and GemNika, because it's their fault.

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Lucy sucked in a deep breath to steel her courage before she knocked on the large oak door before her. Her father never summoned her and ever since Leo fetched her, she'd been nothing but nerves. She looked up to the ceiling for a moment, sending a silent prayer to her mom this will be okay, that she's just panicking over nothing.

"Enter," his gruff voice called out and Lucy yipped.

She turned the knob, half expecting it to burn her hand, but it didn't. The door opened soundlessly, and she peeked her head in. Her father's office was enormous and intimidating. The long, vaulted ceiling room was practically empty except for the large imposing desk at the end of it. Equally imposing was Jude Heartfilia himself. He wore his power like armor and his face rarely could ever be called friendly.

"Get in here, Lucy," he said not bothering to look up from his papers.

As quiet as a mouse, Lucy walked into the room, making sure to shut the door, as was proper. He was not always like this, Lucy remembered, he changed so drastically after her mother died. Six years ago, Lucy not only lost her mother, but the man she loved as her dad. Jude was cold and cruel to her. Lucy was never enough for the man; nothing was ever enough. Through her young wisdom she realized it was just his grieving and, in her innocence, believed he would snap out of it and be her loving father again.

"Yes, father," she said as she lowered herself into a proper curtsy.

"I have finalized the paperwork and found you a husband, Jude said, his voice cold and eyes fixed at the papers and not her. "You leave today. Good-bye."

"Is that all you can say to me?" she asked, not bothering to stop her tears from falling.

"There is nothing more to say, our business is done," he shuffled a few papers and waved her off.

Lucy's feet were frozen into place, her heart was reeling, and all she could do was sob at the news. This could not be right. He can't sell his own daughter like this, could he? She could run away and perhaps that's exactly what she should do. It would be scary, and she had no idea what she would do for money or a home or anything, but she was smart and could figure this out.

Lucy sucked in a breath and turned around, ready to flee this house and not be married off to some man who would dare to buy a teenage girl. She had only just graduated high school and was readying to celebrate her eighteenth birthday by accepting the full scholarship to Fiore Academy of Science. Why now?

Two more weeks and she'd be legal age to run away and he couldn't stop her. Lucy knew that was a lie, her father would find a way to get what he wants, and what he wanted was to be rid of her. Why marriage, why not just let her run off to college and be free?

She sighed, she knew the answer to all of her own questions, his power and money obsession dictated that he sell her. If she had to guess, her buyer was a wealthy person with a company or prestige that Jude needed to further his own ambitions. That's all she was, just another calculated commodity.

"Oh, Lucy, before you think of running away, let me assure you that I have increased security. The marriage contract is signed, and it is legally binding. You will not bring me further shame with your presence. Be grateful." Jude said, his voice firm and barely above a whisper.

"You sold me!" she shrieked, no longer caring about playing by his rules.

"You are my property, and I can do with you as I will. You will finally make me money and get out from this house." Jude stood up and Lucy found herself taking several timid steps back. He pushed the button on his desk for his intercom, and ordered Capricorn to come in and take her away.

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