Auctioned

EPISODE TWO

Orwell walked briskly to the council chamber and as soon as he entered he bowed slightly and went to take his sit on the last seat present, he felt his heart pick up pace meeting the council was certainly not a meeting he looked forward too but today he had to auction that burden.

"Greetings gentlemen, what have I done to deserve such an honour" he greeted forcing out a smile

"Your business is starting to disrupt the balance in the realms" Alan, the oldest member of the council spoke

"What does this imply my Lords" Orwell questioned immediately

"That your business is at the verge of shutting down" archer another of the council member replied fiercely

"Sirs, don't be so stoic, we all know that women are created for balance. They are to release stress and to satisfy us. I insist that my business is creating the proper balance" Orwell argued convincingly as he gestured for Saturn to come, he whispered some things to him and with that Saturn left

"My dear council, you shouldn't come to an hasty conclusion, wait till you see my latest sexy collection" Orwell continued as he relaxed in his seat.

Shortly after, Saturn came in with the girl, she had been decked up and now she was looking certainly more attractive

"I call her sexy2" Orwell introduced as he pointed to her

The council murmured amongst themselves, excitement building up in their minds

"She'll belong to the highest bidder" Orwell informed as he smiled satisfactorily, he was getting the attention he wanted

"I'll take her for 60 million" silver, the silver eyed council spoke up first. Nooo that was too small, he had bought her for a billion

"90" Alan countered his eyes accessing her body lustfully

"2 billion" Ezra spoke

"5" Archer raised

"10 billion" silver bidded calculating his account balance mentally

Every where became silent, nobody was raising it higher

" Is ten billion the highest" Orwell questioned

"Going..... going.....

"I'll take her for 90" Lazarus the youngest and most reserved lord spoke taking everyone by surprise

"90 billion" he continued

Orwell eyes bulged as though they were about to fall of , regaining his voice he shouted "gone, she belongs to lord Lazarus now"

Lazarus signalled to one of his men who gave the money to Orwell and the girl was handed over to him, the other lords congratulated him and then he walked off with his men dragging her from behind