Aetrius nodded as Linde and Kyero spoke back at the Pony, and she was prepared to leave when Linde stopped her and whispered in her ear saying that she wanted Aetrius to go back to Cre' Est with her for some time, that left her a bit empty of words, especially when she said she wanted Linde's parents to meet her. That then gave her more anxiety than she already had, but she managed to keep it down and go about it with a brave face, she would think about Linde's request later but now it was what they were going to do and succeed in.
After they arrived at the inn where the auction would be held, and after they made their way in and Aetrius made small talk with other real noblemen and women, the auction eventually began. And her heart raced, she hoped they wouldn't be singled out and targeted, but they managed to fool everyone where they were left alone in their part of the balcony and watched from above as the auction eventually started, and it was a very slow process. Slave after slave was bid upon until they were all bought out, until the very end, which Aetrius dreaded. It was the final auction, the real reason why they were there. She tried to remain calm as it was announced who the one was, and Aetrius' eyes widened and her heart sped up as she saw a tall, slender but built, red headed
woman that strode out onto the stage wearing a surprisingly more modest
slave's outfit and posed on the stage in multiple ways and waited for the bidding to begin. She wanted to stand up and give the highest bid as she was growing to impatient, but she remembered the plan and remained calm the best she could. The bidding began at a simple 10 gold, which almost everyone in the room shot their hand up, including Aetrius, but at a slower and more confident pace. Every few minutes they would look around at the bidders and nod, then would announce the next amount, which was 15 gold, which everyone yet again raised their hand. Aetrius wanted this to end, she wanted her to be able to have the highest bid and just be done with this, but she knew that if a new comer came in and bought out the most saught after slave it would arise suspicion.
So Aetrius played the waiting game. More bids went up, starting at twenty, and all the way to fifty gold, by this time many hands started to stop being raised, which Aetrius took note of. She peered over the side more, and saw Kieran better. She looked exactly the same as the day she left, just lacking more clothing. She felt her face grow red and hot, not from what others would have thought, lust or desire, but of anger and frustration. From knowing she failed at keeping her safe, and this was the life she lived. Eventually she was brought back to reality when she heard the man yell, "
Seventy gold! Anyone?" Aetrius shot her hand up, as did three others, two men, one woman. Aetrius growled under her breath, and kept her hand up. The announcer smirked and looked around the room, eyeing Kieran with a disgusting look. Aetrius remained calm as much as she could, and looked around, "
Do we hear, seventy five, gold?" he asked, Aetrius kept her hand up, and looked at the others from the corner of her eye. The two men put their hands down, remaining the woman and her. Aetrius smirked, she could tell the woman had money, but did she have the money Aetrius was willing to put on the line? Or at least bluff, more than likely. She remained seated, but looked down, Kieran had examined above, and even looked right at her, but from Aetrius' point of view and knowing how Kieran reacted to things, she knew Kieran didn't recognize her, not yet anyway.
The man moved a bit on the stage and looked back up, "
Do I hear, Eighty gold?" Aetrius kept her hand up, and the other woman put her hand down and sighed, "
She's worth it, but I'm not spending eighty gold on some whore." she mumbled. Aetrius growled under her breath,
You will be the first to die, then...bitch... she mumbled in her mind. Aetrius looked back at the auctionier, and listened intently, "
Eighty going once, twice, and thrice...That's it, the lady in the red wins the most prized slave, Kieran of Sahar-" but he was cut off as someone else in the other balcony shot up and yelled, "
Two hundred gold!!" Aetrius' eyes widened, and her fists clenched, two hundred? From eighty to two hundred as soon as she would have been her's? Aetrius growled, and reluctantly put her hand down, and saw that Kieran looked saddened and reluctant, as she would have probably had a better owner with the unknown woman than with the otherwise hungry man. Aetrius sat back down in defeat and let the man take the bid, and sadly as it was, he was the last one to bid.
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And so, the lovely Kieran, The Flower Of Veilbrand, goes to the man that bid two hundred!!!"
Aetrius clenched her fists, and casually looked at Lolan and gave him a nod, signally for him to go to Kyero and Rose and to get ready to leave, watching as the winner nobleman was guided to the lower levels to claim his
prize. Aetrius knew it, she knew they'd be taking the lower levels, not the exit Kyero thought. But as she turned back, Lolan had already left to fetch Kyero and Rose. She looked back at Linde and swiftly managed to leave the main auction room and swiftly began to make way to the lower levels, going after Kieran herself with Linde at her side.