He stepped up, holding his head low; he didn't meet Annabelle's eyes. The seller unlocked his chains from the wall, but he remained in his shackles. "M-My name is Draco," he said. The seller backhanded him so hard he hit the floor. "M-M-My name is Draco, milady." He was bleeding, the fall opening up cuts. He chanced looking up at his new owner. He thought she was quite beautiful. He had to squint since his glasses had been crushed on the trip here.