The sound of the gavel echoes across the room. Someone had bidded you for the price of 1.2 million gold coins.

You were brought back to the cell, waiting to see your new owner.

"Ist das das Richtige?" A voice asks, his shadow looming over you. He's speaking... German?

"Look up at me, doll." He commands, guiding your chin up. "I paid good money to have you." A chuckle follows his taunting words.

"Gehen wir zurück zum Schloss." He says, turning around and leaving. A castle? He's an aristocrat?