Both the slave girls bowed low, heads nearly scraping the floor. Nipples pressed against her floor. "Thank you, Savior. We're forever yours," The older one said.
Aiden rubbed the back of his head. "It's alright. I'm just glad you're both safe now."
Tears streamed down their faces. "THANK YOU! THANK YOU SO MUCH!"
The other girls smiled quietly.
Leona, snuggled in Lysandra's arms, said softly, "They look so happy now." She smiled herself.
Lysandra hugged her tighter, pressing her cheek gently against Leona's.
The merchant stood nearby, rubbing his hands together with a sly grin.
"Sir… if you don't mind, I'd like to talk about the other girl," He said, smirking.
Aiden sighed. "How much for two dead-bed slaves?"
"100 gold coins," The merchant replied.
"Then check the pouch I gave," Aiden said, grinning.
The man opened it and counted. His eyes widened. "1000 gold coins?"
