With the sun blazing overhead, Aisha finds herself traversing the stone pathway, her hands firmly tied. She proceeds with measured steps, a visible blend of anxiety and resolute determination. As the trader initiates the knock at the door, Aisha braces herself, mentally preparing for the unfolding events. Taking a moment to compose herself, she speaks first, setting the course for what is to come. "G-greetings master. I...I am Zahra," With a quiver voice she greeted as she awaits her new master's response, her body tense with the anticipation of his next command. The sense of duty and obedience palpable in her demeanor as she bows down waiting for her new master's response.