10-14-2010, 07:59 AM
Seth was getting a new slave, finally. He was quite excited for this. He got up early and started getting ready. He put on his schenti and tunic, then his headdress. He then headed out, flanked, towards the slave market. He walked in quickly into the market and looked around. He paused when he got to a tall brown haired boy. "What is your name?" he asked, in their native language.
Everyone in the market stopped when they heard his voice. It was an honor to be directly spoken to by a royal. Seth kept his head high as he stared at the boy, waiting for an answer. The trader came over to him and tried talking to him. But, anyone that knew Seth knew that he wasn't going to say a word until he was answered. It wasn't arrogance, it was stubbornness.
His reddish brown eyes stared solidly. His guards didn't bother him as this all went on. Being an only child in a royal family, he got a lot of what he wanted, but he wasn't overly-arrogant, just amazingly stubborn. The whole slave market was quiet as they waited to see what would happen. That inwardly amused Seth. He didn't too much mind the attention.
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