The language was still<em>fairly</em>new to Viola - But her keen mind had already unpicked it, though she still needed practice~! She couldn't help but arch an eyebrow - and blush, just a little - at the<em>very</em>flattering terms used to describe her...Rather poetic, as a matter of fact, though she wasn't *quite* certain that her lips were like-<br/><br/>...But regardless, the spiel didn't seem to be doing much good! Hours passed, and few paused to listen - Not that it surprised Viola, though it *did* send a little chill through her! She was merchandise - Whether she was sold or not, her situation was still precarious. What would happened if she outlived her usefulness...Well, it didn't bear thinking! Thoughts like<em>that</em>kept her tense, though the urge to drowse in the heat of the day came and went...Hard to believe that it was only the afternoon, when the slaver's voice went hoarse at last!<br/><br/>And then - Just when she thought she'd found a reprise - someone was approaching! Viola blinked, just once - Now, who was<em>that</em>? The slaver was<em>definently</em>not taking it well...He sounded even more servile than before-! Her eyes widened, ever-so-slightly...Now, this was getting<em>interesting</em>.<br/><br/>Lovely she might be, but Viola prided herself on her keen intellect...Though she was<em>probably</em>overestimating herself, she *did* edge out all the others (Except Tialyn, whom Viola was<em>absolutely certain</em>was a sorceress) in technical skill - And it didn't take a genius to realize that the next few moments could decide her fate!<br/><br/>The tent flap unfurled, with the sound of heavy canvas being thrown back - Viola's eyes narrowing slightly against the sudden illumination...the half-elven beauty taking the chance to array herself to her best effect! The light slanted across her lissome legs, sheathed in those dancer's stockings - her wrists clasped together before her, accentuating her slender arms...For her buyer-to-be to get a *very* good look at the honey-blonde beauty, so vulnerably poised to show off her charms!<br/><br/>Her breath caught - but she wasn't idle, despite the streaming sunlight...the gears in her head turning, as she held his gaze for a moment - curiosity flitting across her lovely features - before the wizardess lowered it, her eyes half-lidded behind her long, long lashes! Let him know she wasn't cringing servile...But she<em>was</em>willing to cooperate-!<br/><br/>And all the while, she was wondering - Who<em>was</em>this man~?