The white haired man gave the other man the money and turned away as the two guards stepped forward and took hold of the slave. He then turned away and head back to the ring of guards. The two men holding Robert brought him to the window of the carriage. A hand pushed a curtain aside, revealing the King. He nodded, "Very good. We can return to the castle."

Then he dropped the curtain to cover the window once more. The two guards brought Robert to another carriage and shoved him inside, one climbing in with him as the other closed the door and climbed onto the front. The adviser joined the King in his carriage and soon the caravan left the Slave Market and headed to the palace.

Upon their arrival, Lauralye jumped up from her seat, gathered her blue skirts as best she could and ran to the front door. As she neared them the two guards quickly opened them for her allowing to not even stop. She saw her father climbing out of the carriage and grinned, "Papa!" She called running over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. The King laughed and spun his daughter around. Lauralye looked up at him, "Where did you go, Papa?"

She would always ask this upon his return, curious of the outside world. The King smiled, "To the Slave Markets," He gestured to Robert as he was being pulled out of his carriage. Her smiled fell slightly at the sight of him bound by his hands and ankles. She looked back to her father as he continued, "Got a new one of the kitchens... Although, he may be good for the personal guard as well... We'll see where his loyalties lie."