
"Don't shout, girl!" snapped Raddus "Sorry, M-master..." said Greg and shyly lowered his head. Raddus turned back to merchant. "She's from overseas. From a tribe on a desert island. I captured her on my way to her tribe. She is a bit wild but will get used to you, she obeys well... Isn't it, Aisha?" he said and looked at Greg, he just slightly nodded, feeling how his whole body is flushing red from being treated like an animal.
"Hm, ten gold coins enough?" answered Merchant while slightly shaking the pouch. Raddus's face light up "Yes, more than enough." said Raddus.
Greg felt the seller pulling his chain and following behind him, watching as he tied a rope on his black collar and pulling him forwards, guided by the thick rope. "Let's go, girl." said the stranger and forced him to follow. 'Great, another one! At least he seems nicer...' he thought with a sigh. 'Need find way back and get out of here...'.
They silently reached the harbor, Merchant man's ships were laying on a large empty space, and were waiting to carry their boxes of goods, slaves and food on them. Ships looks like ancient Roman ones with large sails and big deck, big eyes was painted on the front side of the ship's bow.
When Greg get closer to the ship, the merchant tied his rope on the metal bolt on the ground. "Stay there..." said the man as he went inside the shop. Greg slightly nodded. He saw the Roman merchant talking with sailors on his ship. 'Seems that I won't runaway now.' sighed to himself Greg.
A few minutes later, a guy suddenly appeared, stopped at Greg's and, examining him, said quickly "Greg?" Greg froze, looking at him with eyes wide. "Y-yes...", then guy suntied leash from Greg's neck and with a smile said, "Great, follow me! Fast!".