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Frowning at the dirty rags that was used as a dress Azul had begrudgingly embraced Sky as the cold night began to overcome the two. And upon closer inspection, Sky was rather attractive, albeit malnourished due to her enslavement, but she had the body of a goddess and a face to match her beauty. This had inadvertently aroused Azul as he tried to ignore the temptatious curves of his new slave.

With his inspecting eyes, he had noticed the tattoo on her shoulder blade. Recovering from the blood haze of anger he had never noticed until now. His gnarled hands, worn from years of combat, had softened as they closed around Sky's waist and hips. And in between breathing, the scent of a woman filled his nostrils, breathing heavily his own musky scent of masculinity began to show.

The exhaustion of the day that passed took it's tow as Azul quickly fell asleep with Sky in his arms. Her soft front pressing against his muscular own, his rhythmic chest expanding and detracting with every breath. The campfire dimmed as the night carried on.

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Dawn came, and as the sun had begun to rise Azul had already bound Sky's hands together with ropes that had previously caught her the day before. Placing her on his mare the two had arrived at the city when the sun had nearly reached it's highest point.

The streets were jumbled with citizens, scurrying around the bazaar in order to buy, trade, and sell merchandise. An honest living, but as the two moved on to the more populated portion of the city, captured slaves were in line as they were being sold one by one. Families being separated, lovers forced apart.

Azul ignored the anguished cries of the slaves as the two made it to a more isolated part of the city. Where marble statues replaced people, fountains with streaming water strewn about the place. Until around the corner a few servants came rushing towards their master. "Master we were worried that you were taken by the desert" clearly showing utmost respect to their master, Azul nodded "Only reason for me being out in that god forsaken desert was to rescue this one" as he acknowledged Sky. "I expect you to not run away from here Sky, I'd rather not hunt for your corpse"

"Donerouge, take Sky into the living quarters, feed her, bathe her, and be sure that she is fitted to look like how I would have my slaves" Donerouge bowed, dressed in clean white robes, he ushered Sky to follow him, releasing her bonds as the aging man took her to the living quarters.

Azul entered his abode, greeted by several maids as he exited into an opening with training dummies being practiced on by his only slave that had survived the arena. The slave bowed respectfully at Azul, and was dismissed with the wave of a hand. Azul had then retreated into his chambers, donning himself with a robe and crashing onto a lounge chair as he poured himself some wine. A variety of exotic cats ranging from tigers to lions lounged in the area as well.

The pleasures of nobility halted abruptly as many other noble houses of the city sent challenges to the Arena Master Azul, the highest ranking gladiator. But with only one member short of an arena team he had to decline the challenge until he had a third member. Strolling towards the living quarters Azul stopped on the threshold of the building as Donerouge gave Sky a new set of clean clothing. "Sky, I need someone to accompany me to the bazaar. I was fortunate enough to not pay any gold for you, but I am in need of a third member for my arena team, and my attendance at the slave auction is needed"

He turned on his heels and he finished with "I expect you to be at the entrance soon, rest up if you must" and with that he had left Sky to be done with her business.

Azul nodded as he saw Sky approach "I do hope the meaning of haste is not foreign to you Sky, you are to appear as my wife and nothing more, I do not wish for other women to cling to me as they often do" a look of annoyance was on his face as he lead the way towards the slave auctions and there

As the crowd of people that surrounded the stand and shoving each other to give their prices for a slave of their choosing, it was when the looming figure of Azul was when everyone hushed and moved out of the way for him. Soon after, he raised a hand to carry on and the people went back to routine shoving and pushing.

As the slaves came and went with their new masters, one slave caught his attention. An elf, with long raven colored hair and long pointed ears poking through her hair, and a glint of emerald as the curtain of hair allowed her eyes to peek through. Azul had immediately casted the highest bid and nobody dared challenge him. As her chains were given to Azul, he had taken her with Sky back home. "Sky, I will need you to bathe her, and clothe her and escort her to my quarters later in the evening"

The elven girl only hid behind her curtain of hair as she mumbled a few inaudible words. She shied away as she parted her hair to better look at Sky, immediately she shielded herself "I'm not worthy of looking at such noble women like you" she hunched over clinging onto her tattered rags for clothing. Bruises on her wrists and ankles were clearly visible as she curled herself into a ball and huddled at a corner awaiting an expected beating from Sky.

She removed her clothes and whispered "Ashalanorei Gratuu" as she entered into the bath. Unaccustomed to such luxuries, she nervously shook as she bathed herself in warm water. But as the magic of warm water took it's course it eventually calmed her, no longer bruised her emerald eyes seemed to glint like gems as various flowers had begun to bloom from her hair.

Azul paced back and forth thinking "If that girl is what I think she is, she will be a valuable member for my team..." he stared out of his window and into the city where the arena stuck out like an eyesore in the city. "If my assumptions are correct, she is a druid of the forest. It's amazing for such a thing to be anywhere near this desert"

The elven girl whimpered and stuttered "I am Furia, and I am from the forest of Ashwood" Her verdant hair had begun to change color, from being raven black to a vibrant and lively green. Seemingly lost for words, Furia went back to bathing herself as she immediately ran out of things to talk about.

Furia sobbed a little "It was once a lively forest, until demons razed the land and burned the trees. My brothers and sisters were harvested for lumber while I survived under the boughs of my father, the Great Tree, I hid away as a sapling, it is called Ashwood for a reason now" disheartened Furia sulked in the bath water a bit longer until she finally came out. She wasn't buxom in the slightest, rather petite but flared and muscular thighs and legs.