Beware of hidden intent behind fake smiles for they will one day become your doom

"Move your feets vermin" the guard shouted visible angry clearing his features, with a sturdy and bulky build he marched the roll of mixed individual both men and women unto the platform-like stage, a stage that most considered the fate maker not that the fate it gave could be considered a good one .

"What fate, could one bound by steel chains have?.

Like Pitiful humans, denied the right to live freely simply because society deemed it fit.

Forced by brute men to the unforgiving stag that would destroy them, break them until they was nothing left.

But despite all that, Anne's heart was unrelenting .

War had fallen on the kingdom of Venmo.

A kingdom that resided in the north and was known for its infinite cold.

The war that had broken out was tearmed the war of beasts by kingdoms that had survived it the war had claimed the lives of countless soldiers, and knights leaving many woman and chlidren widows and orphans

Those unfortunate to end up as orphan and homeless individuals where made slaves pre the king's order.

This was in order to control the amount of people who were left devastated by the war thereby introduing back the system of slave trade

The slaves were then sold to nobles and rich men who funded the war. Or those who could afford to buy them.

To high society the fact of having someone weak and vulnerable that they could do with as they pleased tantalized them despite the war that ravaged them having something to but out their frustrations on

But for Anne BraveHeart it was not the case she was neither homeless or a widow, her case was more complicated, betrayal what was brought Anne here.

A betrayal done by her very own family the same individuals that she was meant to have blood ties with had sold her to a slave Marchant neither for money but for the sole reason of getting ride of her

Their betrayal was so fresh and cold that it bit through her skin numbing her mind the same way the raging cold stroked at her body.

But as she marched with the order slaves bound together by ropes in a single file arms and legs chained, she realized that she had fallen they were no less than animals

The angry voice of the guards that draged them sip into her ears drawing her out of her almost half unconscious state,that her pitiful self was in. The thoughts in here mind fleeing her like winds on desert lands

Her dirty cut up feets threated to break as she staggered on

The thought of death by the hands of the salve guards for disobedience was more horrifying than the state she was in .

The life she had once lived had long been forgotten but the after taste of the bad memories still lingeried.

A painful reminder of a painful past.

A past were she was never loved, forced to face the truth, tears stinged her eyes, the bitter taste of sadness and despair. And then she was

Finally Standing array on the stage that gave full view to the people that stood right under them, the salve auction that took place at the market square commerced.

The loud chatter of the buyers echoed through out the square as they discussed on there next plaything

Anne's eye shone with hate as she looked on to the crowd that gathered, she was going to be sold to anyone of those people terror grip at her heart, going from a noble from the house of brave heart to a slave on an auction stage,

fear was very much welcomed.

A mix of high ranking individuals of high society with their stepping stone, stood at her front, she was once among them, but now being on the order side she now could finally grasp the feelings of those who were here before her on these very stage .

The fear, the anxiety the feel of not knowing what was to be made of you after the stage, or the fact of knowing that you now belong to somebody. "it's truly a crappy feeling,"

But her determination to survive it skyrocketed, the resolved to come back for her revenge coursed through her veins.

The tearing voice of the slave trader tore through the air silencing the chatter as everyones attention was finally gained.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the twenty fifth auction since the start of the beast wars". Today we have a group of fresh slave fit for your pleasure and entertainment."

"We will now start first with the young ladies and widows ".

sophisticated claps erupted in the crowd, showing their excitement.

Dragging fought a skinny blonde girl the slave Marchant shouted." from fifty silvers".

Before waving his hands full of golden coloured rings.

"Fifty five silver" a rich man from the crowd shouted. which caused a series of chain reaction as the crowd exploded raising the value from fifty silvers coin to a hundred and fifty five silver coins, sealing the fate of the blond girl as the slave merchant shouted sold".

The blond girl was then sold to a noble, old enough to be her father, only the divine being knew what the man would do behind closed doors not that anyone would care what he did with his slave.

Anne felt her stomach churning from nauseating thoughts but she could do nothing as The women on the stage kept decreasing as every one of them were sold off, waiting to be claimed behind the stage.

The next woman was called up, from her rugged appearance she was visibly older, a widow to be precise.

With jet black hair and a little amount of her still youny beauty still intact despite her appearance she was easily sold off. marking the time of her suppose sell out, it was finally her turn to be sold.

Stepping forward with quivering feet and a peel face Anne was dragged to the center of the stage the salve merchant did a clearing of her features noticing her crimson red hair which was an odd color coupled with her sapphire blue eyes he noted that she was visibly beauty even with the state of her hair and body her beauty couldn't be denied.

Waving his hand again the merchant shouted. "From a hundred silvers". a total price upgrade and the crowd could see why.

With no further hesitation the crowd started their bargain shouting a " hundred and twenty, " a hundred and fifty, two hundred."

But a price that tore through the crowd was heard from a handsome noble man with raven black hair and handsome features.

an individual who had not a care to buy a slave until it was Anne's turn, he knew what he wanted from the start and he will be taking it, the smug look on his face said it all what he was thinking fixing his eyes solely on Anne he said claimly like a true noble buting the orders who had been shouting the whole time to shame

"Ten gold coins". the merchant s mouth dropped momentarily as he quickly calculate his profit eyes shining a vivid hue. a smile stretched deliciously on his lips he immediately

Rasing his hand to quickly close the deal.