" I can't buy a baby, he is too young. He might died before we get to Tekish." A middle age man spoke.
Tekish, was a small town in the eastern kingdom. The town was know for selling and buying slaves. In Tekish, there was a slave market where different slave marchants around Dementia comes to trade.
" Where is the child's mother?" Another man asked.
" I don't know who the father or mother of this child is. I found him in the forest while I was hunting. I thought selling him will be the best things to do since I have no wife to raise him." Ismael replied.
" Poor child, he must have been abandoned by his parents. We would have loved to buy him but, we fear he might not make the three days trip. What if he died on the way." The first man spoke.
" we're sorry, but we can't buy a baby. We only buy Children from age five and above. Besides if we should buy him no one will buy him form us. If you were asked to buy a slave, will you buy a baby?" The second man questioned.
He was right, it didn't occur to him initially. Who will buy a baby knowing fully well that he is of no use to them.
" I'm sorry for wasting your time. I would leave now."
" Wait!" A voice spoke. " I will buy him. I know someone who will buy him in Tekish. He specifically asked for babies only."
" Gera, since when do you buy infant slaves?" The first man asked surprised.
Gera has been in the business of buying and selling slaves for more than twenty years, not once had he bought an infant slave. He deals with only women. The other marchants were surprised when he said he would buy the baby.
" Like I said earlier, I'm buying the baby for someone who buys infant slaves. He raise them to a particular age before selling them. So I will buy the baby form you and sell to him. How much do you want in exchange for the child?"
" Twenty pieces of silver."
" Twenty pieces of silver is too much for a baby. That's the price for an adult. I will give you ten, take it or leave it."
Ismael hesitated for a while.
" Okay, I will take it." He said.
Gera gave Ismael ten pieces of silver, afterwards, Ismael handed the baby over to Gera.
" How will you be able to nurse him?" Ismael asked.
" Don't worry about that, my slave will nurse him." He nudged Ismael shoulder before he left.
" One Eye is about to sail." A voice spoked, ushering the passengers to come on board. Different people rushed towards the direction of the ship to go on board. After all the passengers were on board, the gangway was elevated, before they sailed.
Watching the ship sail, he let out a sigh of relief.
" May the gods guide you and keep you safe." He mutters before leaving the shore.