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Paul sat up in his bed, looking around he realised that Duncan wasnt there. Lewis was still asleep in his bed, mumbling in his sleep.
He got up and dressed before wondering downstaired to find his older brother cooking them breakfast.

"Morning" Duncan said cheerily as Paul sat at the mahogany table.
"Morning"
"Lewis still asleep?"
Paul nodded and Duncan sighed "Well he was awake all last night. Guess his nightmares are back again."
Paul nodded in agreement and looked down at the table. Infront of him was a couple of pieces of paper with lists on them, various items, ranging from milk to silk.
Paul beamed "Are we going into the market?!" he asked excitedly and Duncan chuckled at him as thier younger brother made his way down the stairs, rubbing the sleep from him eyes. When he heard about the market he stopped and rushed over to them, taking the lists off of his brother. He smiled widely and began jumping up and down.

"Yes! Were going to the market!" he began to dance and his brothers laughed at him.
"Sit down you goofball!" Duncan told his excited brother, who stopped dancing and sat down, the smile still across his face.

After eating thier breakfast they got changed and headed for the market on thier horses. Duncans horse was grey with a braided white mayne, he was called Lomad. Pauls was a chestnut brown colour with a patch of black running down his nose and a short black mayne, he was called Minutemint. Lewis' was pure white and had a long smooth mayne and was called Macebanks.

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They had spent a good hour going through the list of items they needed, and only had a few items left to collect. Duncan walked infront, carrying the heavy stuff like the milk cannister and the list they needed. Paul walked behind him, holding the silks and three new sadles. Lewis walked behind him and held the grocery bags containing the foods for them and the animals.

As they waslked through the small crowd, Lewis looked around, amazed. Thier parents would bring them here and show them all around the strange and wonderful stalls. He loved it then and he was still as intreguid by the many things to do at the market, and when Duncan got them an ice-frost and let them wonder around for a bit, giving them 20 yogdollers each, him and Paul would usually sneek off to the black market to see what they could find.

Looking infront of him he spotted a bunch of girls stood around, one seated on the floor, chains around their wrists and a rather large women stood in the centre. She seemed scary, having a head of big ginger curls and narrow black eyes. Her frame was plump and her face, red.
"Slave girls! Fit for anything you need!" she called. Duncan and Paul seemed to ignore her and walked forwards.

All of the girls seemed to be eighteen and over, a couple of years older than himself, but the girl who was sat down looked younger than the rest. She had streight deep brown hair that came down to her middle back and was clad like the other girls in a skimpy pink and gold bakini type outfit. The women marched over.
"Now listen here girl! Youre going to stand up and youre going to make yourself presentable to the lads you see, because Notch help me if you dont ill sell you to the work house over the coast." she angrily but quietly warned her through gritted teeth. The girl stood up, and the women grabbed a hold of the chains, pulling the girl closer to her red face. The girl flinched away, looking to the floor.
"Now get your act together."

As the three brothers walked past, the girl looked to Lewis, a scared exoression on her face that put out the small light that had shined in her beautiful blue eyes. He wished he could do something as the women angrily called the girl various curses. He wanted to help, but his brothers were still walking, so he followed. Besides what was he to do? The women was atleast in her mid thirties and seemed well taught and stocky. He didnt have a chance.

"You ok Lewie?" Paul asked. Lewis looked to him, an eyebrow raised. Paul chuckled as he saw what he was looking at "Come on Lewie, she's a slave girl, the traider wont sell her to someone as young as you."
Lewis put on a smile "I wasnt looking at her" he said unconvincingly "Atleast not in that way"
"Come on guys!" Duncan called from the front "Lets go get some ice-frost, i know where the stall is."
And they made their way to the ice-frost vender for a treat.

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Lewis and Paul wondered around the black market as Duncan left to finish the list off. They had eaten thier ice-frosts and had dropped the other items off with the horses. 20 yogdollers rattled in each of thier pockets as they looked at the differant things the black market had to offer. There were trinkets and goblets, weapons and artwork. The youngest leaned over a stall that sold differant gems on thin black rope hoops. He looked at a certain blue one and thought of the girls eyes.
"Hey Lewie, come look at this!" his brother called from the stall behind him, he turned to see his brother wielding a dirt firer. "Check this baby out!" Lewis laughed at his brother.

The man who owned the stall was one of thuer fathers old friends, he was named Chris Sips. He was a rather muscly man with grey skin and ruffled black hair. He grinned at Paul before asking if Duncan had siad thy could come here. Paul shook his head "When does Duncan ever know were here?" they both laughed.
"Well we better be going now Lewi- Lewis?!" he turned to see his brother missing along with the blue gemstone.

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Paul ran around the market, trying to find the eldest. "Duncan!" he called, what would his brother do when he fount out he had lost thier youngest in the black market?! Wait, he didnt have to say they were in the black market, just the normal part and Lewis had wondered off. While he was thinking he ran streight into his brother, knocking them both off of thier feet.

He opened his eyes to see Duncan lying beneath him. His older chuckled at him "Whats up?"
"No time for that!" Paul scrambled to his feet and grabbed his brothers wrist, pulling Duncan after him.
"Paul! Whats going on?!"

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Lewis didnt know what to do as he leaned with his back against the wall. Around the corner and down past a couple of stalls, the women and girls were on the left. He watched as Paul ran out of the black market next to him and looked around before running to the right, shouting himself and in turn Duncan.

He shouldnt be doing this, but he had to. 'Come on be brave' he told himself in his head and marched over to the women.
"Hello? What can i do you for.. Er, Sir?" the women asked, a pinch of disbelief in her voice.
"Id like to by a slave girl... Please." he answered confidently, but gulped when the women squinted her eyes to him.
"Pick which one you want, and itll be 20 for the over 20's, 15 for the 18 to 20's."
Lewis walked over to the girl, who was sat on the floor again. He smiled at her and looked to the women. She walked over and looked from the girl to himself. She sighed "If youre sure, thatll be 10 please."
Lewis handed her the money and he women pulled the girl up by the chains that bound her, causing her to whimper slightly as the chains rubber against her skin and the women called her more curses.

"Lewis!" he heard Duncan and Paul calling.
"Here you are." the women said to Lewis, undoing the chains and pushing the girl towards him. The force of the push landed the girl in the youngest brothers arms. She pulled away and stood infront of him, looking to the floor as he smiled at her.

"Lewis! Where the bloody hell have you been?!" Duncan asked as he ran over and hugged the youngest. He looked confused as he saw the women and the girls that surrounded her, including the girl that stood infront of his brother.
"Lewis?" the eldest asked, his voice cracking slightly.
"I, er."

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They were back at the farm, Duncan and Lewis were in the kitchen, the later getting shouted at. Paul sat in the front room on the so

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Paul sat up in his bed, looking around he realised that Duncan wasnt there. Lewis was still asleep in his bed, mumbling in his sleep.
He got up and dressed before wondering downstaired to find his older brother cooking them breakfast.

"Morning" Duncan said cheerily as Paul sat at the mahogany table.
"Morning"
"Lewis still asleep?"
Paul nodded and Duncan sighed "Well he was awake all last night. Guess his nightmares are back again."
Paul nodded in agreement and looked down at the table. Infront of him was a couple of pieces of paper with lists on them, various items, ranging from milk to silk.
Paul beamed "Are we going into the market?!" he asked excitedly and Duncan chuckled at him as thier younger brother made his way down the stairs, rubbing the sleep from him eyes. When he heard about the market he stopped and rushed over to them, taking the lists off of his brother. He smiled widely and began jumping up and down.

"Yes! Were going to the market!" he began to dance and his brothers laughed at him.
"Sit down you goofball!" Duncan told his excited brother, who stopped dancing and sat down, the smile still across his face.

After eating thier breakfast they got changed and headed for the market on thier horses. Duncans horse was grey with a braided white mayne, he was called Lomad. Pauls was a chestnut brown colour with a patch of black running down his nose and a short black mayne, he was called Minutemint. Lewis' was pure white and had a long smooth mayne and was called Macebanks.

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They had spent a good hour going through the list of items they needed, and only had a few items left to collect. Duncan walked infront, carrying the heavy stuff like the milk cannister and the list they needed. Paul walked behind him, holding the silks and three new sadles. Lewis walked behind him and held the grocery bags containing the foods for them and the animals.

As they waslked through the small crowd, Lewis looked around, amazed. Thier parents would bring them here and show them all around the strange and wonderful stalls. He loved it then and he was still as intreguid by the many things to do at the market, and when Duncan got them an ice-frost and let them wonder around for a bit, giving them 20 yogdollers each, him and Paul would usually sneek off to the black market to see what they could find.

Looking infront of him he spotted a bunch of girls stood around, one seated on the floor, chains around their wrists and a rather large women stood in the centre. She seemed scary, having a head of big ginger curls and narrow black eyes. Her frame was plump and her face, red.
"Slave girls! Fit for anything you need!" she called. Duncan and Paul seemed to ignore her and walked forwards.

All of the girls seemed to be eighteen and over, a couple of years older than himself, but the girl who was sat down looked younger than the rest. She had streight deep brown hair that came down to her middle back and was clad like the other girls in a skimpy pink and gold bakini type outfit. The women marched over.
"Now listen here girl! Youre going to stand up and youre going to make yourself presentable to the lads you see, because Notch help me if you dont ill sell you to the work house over the coast." she angrily but quietly warned her through gritted teeth. The girl stood up, and the women grabbed a hold of the chains, pulling the girl closer to her red face. The girl flinched away, looking to the floor.
"Now get your act together."

As the three brothers walked past, the girl looked to Lewis, a scared exoression on her face that put out the small light that had shined in her beautiful blue eyes. He wished he could do something as the women angrily called the girl various curses. He wanted to help, but his brothers were still walking, so he followed. Besides what was he to do? The women was atleast in her mid thirties and seemed well taught and stocky. He didnt have a chance.

"You ok Lewie?" Paul asked. Lewis looked to him, an eyebrow raised. Paul chuckled as he saw what he was looking at "Come on Lewie, she's a slave girl, the traider wont sell her to someone as young as you."
Lewis put on a smile "I wasnt looking at her" he said unconvincingly "Atleast not in that way"
"Come on guys!" Duncan called from the front "Lets go get some ice-frost, i know where the stall is."
And they made their way to the ice-frost vender for a treat.

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Lewis and Paul wondered around the black market as Duncan left to finish the list off. They had eaten thier ice-frosts and had dropped the other items off with the horses. 20 yogdollers rattled in each of thier pockets as they looked at the differant things the black market had to offer. There were trinkets and goblets, weapons and artwork. The youngest leaned over a stall that sold differant gems on thin black rope hoops. He looked at a certain blue one and thought of the girls eyes.
"Hey Lewie, come look at this!" his brother called from the stall behind him, he turned to see his brother wielding a dirt firer. "Check this baby out!" Lewis laughed at his brother.

The man who owned the stall was one of thuer fathers old friends, he was named Chris Sips. He was a rather muscly man with grey skin and ruffled black hair. He grinned at Paul before asking if Duncan had siad thy could come here. Paul shook his head "When does Duncan ever know were here?" they both laughed.
"Well we better be going now Lewi- Lewis?!" he turned to see his brother missing along with the blue gemstone.

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Paul ran around the market, trying to find the eldest. "Duncan!" he called, what would his brother do when he fount out he had lost thier youngest in the black market?! Wait, he didnt have to say they were in the black market, just the normal part and Lewis had wondered off. While he was thinking he ran streight into his brother, knocking them both off of thier feet.

He opened his eyes to see Duncan lying beneath him. His older chuckled at him "Whats up?"
"No time for that!" Paul scrambled to his feet and grabbed his brothers wrist, pulling Duncan after him.
"Paul! Whats going on?!"

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Lewis didnt know what to do as he leaned with his back against the wall. Around the corner and down past a couple of stalls, the women and girls were on the left. He watched as Paul ran out of the black market next to him and looked around before running to the right, shouting himself and in turn Duncan.

He shouldnt be doing this, but he had to. 'Come on be brave' he told himself in his head and marched over to the women.
"Hello? What can i do you for.. Er, Sir?" the women asked, a pinch of disbelief in her voice.
"Id like to by a slave girl... Please." he answered confidently, but gulped when the women squinted her eyes to him.
"Pick which one you want, and itll be 20 for the over 20's, 15 for the 18 to 20's."
Lewis walked over to the girl, who was sat on the floor again. He smiled at her and looked to the women. She walked over and looked from the girl to himself. She sighed "If youre sure, thatll be 10 please."
Lewis handed her the money and he women pulled the girl up by the chains that bound her, causing her to whimper slightly as the chains rubber against her skin and the women called her more curses.

"Lewis!" he heard Duncan and Paul calling.
"Here you are." the women said to Lewis, undoing the chains and pushing the girl towards him. The force of the push landed the girl in the youngest brothers arms. She pulled away and stood infront of him, looking to the floor as he smiled at her.

"Lewis! Where the bloody hell have you been?!" Duncan asked as he ran over and hugged the youngest. He looked confused as he saw the women and the girls that surrounded her, including the girl that stood infront of his brother.
"Lewis?" the eldest asked, his voice cracking slightly.
"I, er."

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They were back at the farm, Duncan and Lewis were in the kitchen, the later getting shouted at. Paul sat in the front room on the so