I'm sitting in the hall where a slave auction is taking place.

I didn't come here to buy a slave.

After all, I already have one. Very feisty.

"Do not move!" I screamed at you, grabbing your hair tightly and pulling you towards me as you tried to get away from me.

Then I flat-handed you in the face so hard that your face bounced the other way.

"After today's meeting, there will be no room for your rebellion," I hissed and headed towards Federicko Moretti's office.