I lay down in the center of the ring, while the beaten trolls are dragged out of my prison. The metal collar around my neck as well as the chains that shackle my forelaegs together rattle as I swish my neck. My tail is weighed down by a large iron ball the size of a horse. Even as medics gather around me and tend to my injuries, I can bearly move. I am bound to the ground by chains and metal braces as potential traders inspect my beautiful form. Some even try to provoke me even though I can do little to fight against them or to show my anger.With an iron muzzle around my head to prevent me from biting and breathing fire at anyone who annoys me I can only roll my eyes in annoyance as certain traders take out special glasses and look closely at my scales.<br/><br/>"Exquisite, a gentleman says as he runs his hands along my scales, never have I seen anything more magnificent than this creature that lays before me." The lady nearby him turns and smiles as she takes a slab of lamb from her bag and hold it out infront of my nose.<br/><br/>"Here precious, have something to eat," the lady says sliding the meat into the steel grate that prevents my mouth from being cut up and allows me to be fed. As the juicy meat slides into my mouth I starts chewing. I lick my chops as a swallow the last morsel of the meat. I bow my head politely and rub my head gently against the ladies outstretched hand. The woman laughs and strokes my chin.