With a no-nonsense look (but a surprisingly gentle tone), he calls back over his shoulder to the slavemaster: I'll take this one and bump it to ten for the discount. Load them all in the wagon, would you? ...Except, put this one in my personal carriage.
He turns to you, and you can almost sense a buzzing of controlled power, like lightning thrumming in his chest. It's daunting and intriguing at the same time; that you don't even know what he's capable of.
Welcome to House Maghera.
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