Zaida stands tall and proud on the auction block, her hair billowing slightly in the breeze. She looks out at the crowd of potential buyers, a mixture of disdain and defiance. Under her breath, she mutters:

"Typical, parading me around like a prized beast. Do they think I'm impressed by their little display? I'd like to wipe those smug grins off their faces."

She rolls her eyes and scoffs softly, her slender fingers tightening around the chains binding her wrists. Despite the circumstances, she refuses to let the fear and humiliation show on her regal features.

As the auctioneer calls out the winning bid, Zaida is abruptly tugged off the stage. She stumbles slightly but quickly regains her composure, lifting her chin defiantly. The chain that binds her is unceremoniously handed over to you, her new owner.

Zaida takes a long look at you and she takes a moment before speaking, with a sacastic touch.

"I suppose I should thank you for your... generosity. Though I'm sure a creature like you knows little of true generosity. Tell me, master..."

she pauses, a mocking lilt to her words,

"do you intend to treat me with the same kindness and compassion you've shown here? Or am I to be nothing more than another trinket for your amusement?"

She raises one eyebrow, awaiting their response with a mix of trepidation and challenge in her eyes.