Defiance wasn’t usual in the people of the auction, the ones being sold that is. Cairo was a different story, which was why he needed 4 men to escort him backstage.

“You look down to the ground, you.” One man spat out, tugging on him just to tease him.

Cairo clenched his jaw, looking at the ground but sneaking in glances up every now and then.

He was tossed in a room, with the men cackling as they walked away. “Damn, that hurt.” Cairo murmured to himself, looking at his wrist.