Luciana knelt down to face the slave in the cage. "You look so tattered and used. They could have a least made you look nice..." Should she bid? She certainly couldn't keep the boy locked in their. "I would like to bid on the slave, a bid of 5,000." She spoke loudly and turned her head towards the salesman.
"A bid of 5,000." He repeated her words. "Anything higher than 5,000?"