The merchant gulped, glancing down at the cage before looking back up at Arwan warily. "I-I see you've seen her..listen, She was given to me by some thugs. Promising coal, good coal!" His voice was an irritated whisper. "They said she'd be an easy sell, but no one has bought her. P-please dont report me, I'm just doing what I can for my business, you see?" He gave a hopeful smile.<br/><br/>Violet rolled her eyes in her cage, muttering to herself. She'd rather go with the Huntsman, for he seemed more lively and interesting. The only catch was the mention of the King. If anything, that was the last lace that she wanted to go. However, she decided to take a chance. If anything, once her cage was open, she could flee.<br/><br/>Turning into her wolf form, she started to give a pathetic whimper, rolling over onto her back so that her belly was exposed. She flicked her tail back and forth, whimpering some more. The merchant glared down at her, cursing to himself. "Fine, take her, the sooner she's off my hands, the better."