Zandra had been walking through the market when she heard the auctioneer. Would she offer the bid or keep going? The poor creature didn’t look happy to say the lest and Zandra had a soft heart then it can to that. She walked over and smile to her and raised her hand �?00 gold�?/FONT> she voice sweet as angel and seductive as a siren. She brushed her raven hair out of her eyes and awaited to see how it will end. |