Pratik nodded, keeping his face carefully devoid of emotion even though his heart broke a bit further. He already felt the collar chafing against his neck. He couldn't imagine a lifetime of this... he couldn't imagine anything at all. He felt like he was heading to Wolf Keep blind. Sure, he'd seen slave sales in the market -- that's how he'd bought the freedom of the slaves.
But he'd never witnessed it firsthand like this. Special delivery to the pompous bastard who thought humans were property that could be bought and sold. It took every bit of his willpower not to slaughter the men buying slaves in the market -- he'd certainly not stand for it if he wasn't outnumbered... but, then, that's exactly what he was about to do.
He still didn't understand how it was supposed to work. "...long enough to know what's gonna happen when we get to wherever it is they're sending us?"
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