The Doge gave her a wry grin, "Guilt is the emotion for those who hate to win." He nodded to the other guards, who took hold of her shoulders and forced her onto her knees and dunked her scalp into the bleach. Aris bit her lip, the liquid stung her skin. She told herself not to cry, but a few tears escaped her eyes. They brought her back upright, drying off the excess bleach with towels. Aris had her eyes shut, her mouth in a tight line. The Doge noticed this.<br/><br/>"Smile. A single wrinkle might lower your price." She forced a defiant smile at the Doge, who didn't seem too amused. "Bring her to the auction house." He walked ahead of the guards as they pulled Aris along. She was still not good on her feet from the wine, but she could understand what was happening. She would be sold to the highest bidder, and kept like some kind of pet, it was sickening!<br/><br/>------------------<br/><br/>Ashton turned promptly to Capet and said, "Capet, please bring Amaya some clothes, as well as some silver swords." Capet bowed and left to do just that. Ashton then turned to Nathaniel, looking rather doubtful. "Really?" He let out a sigh, "Fine, do the rest of you know how to ride a horse then?"<br/><br/>Silas opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Capet opening the door quickly, "My lord Ashton, there is something you should attend to first." Capet handed the swords and clothes to Amaya while Ashton looked frustrated, "What now!" "My lord, Roy seems to have taken quite ill all of a sudden." Ashton froze, looking at Capet worriedly, before bolting out the door and yelling back "Go and bring the angel back! Take what you need, just bring her back!"<br/><br/>Nathaniel grumbled to himself quietly before turning to the ladies, "Let's get going before anyone else finds an excuse to run off."