Squinting his eyes, one of the slave sellers stared at that young girl in the center of the slave salesroom, who with much regret apologized to one of the buyers who were passing by after bumping into him while walking. And although such an occurrence would not have caught the attention of that vendor, since being a place so full of products and buyers similar incidents are quite common, what did manage to catch his attention was seeing some long red hair coming out of the cloak of the young woman who was apologizing, a very characteristic color that for an instant reminded him of a woman to that slave vendor.
Finally remembering who she was, with a big smile on his lips, the slave seller approached his boss, telling him what he saw.
—Boss, do you remember that strong woman we captured o
