Aiyla honestly didn’t know how long she was at the auction spot, but she hazarded a guess of maybe a couple hours at most. The people who walked by continued to give her the same look of contempt she had gotten when she first entered this damn city. One of the passerby’s even took a moment to spit at her before walking off like nothing happened.
Part of her had resign herself to this fate. Chained and mocked by people she didn’t know for some ‘crime’ she had not committed. She wondered if she had died on that ship and she is in hell for all her past transgressions in life.
Suddenly, she felt herself being tugged. The man who watched over them was pulling at the chains and unlocked them. With a confused expression, she opened her mouth to say something only to have a woman force her mouth open with her thumbs, asking her a question in their 'alien tongue.’
“Unhand me!” the girl cried out in Turkish when she was being dragged by this mysterious woman.
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