Re: Holding Pens: Elena
It wasn't often a slave would speak so freely, especially around auction time. They were kept on a short leash, pun very much intended. He wanted to move closer, to see how close he could get, before she would shrink away, but the conditions kept him from doing so. He happened to like the shoes he was wearing.
"Actually, many of us find them amusing," he clarified, crossing his arms over his chest, and looking down at her. She was young, and pretty, and looked healthy.