"Welcome, welcome ladies and gentlemen,"
The host presented his big smile, descending to the stage as the audience clapped. "Welcome to the biggest auction house in the southern continent, The Golden Hall!!!" He bellowed.
Amidst the beasts of the field, Rivienne held her head high, fanning herself and glancing through the very uncomfortable mask she wore. Her heart was beating fast every time Lady Ginger glanced at her side.
"Well, the first piece of this lovely afternoon..." As the host instructed, various kinds of paintings and sculptures were brought onto the stage. The bidding started, and the rich hands raised while the numbers skyed. Ezra's eyes scanned around. He knew Juliano Helicon was fishing him. If not, why would he do all the hard work with the auctioneer to prepare this event? "The Garden" aimed at him.
Or Rowan Lysander.
