Princess of a Celtic-analog land, Jaelle’n is snatched by slave traders and taken far to the south where she is bought by a wealthy stranger who is known to polish his purchases to be prime pleasure slaves worthy of the most rich and aristocratic masters. As she goes through the exotic training, she gradually comes to regard her master with more fondness than she intended. Thus when she and several others are taken back to the market to be sold for top prices she is disconsolate.
Aquilar recognizes quality when he sees it and is sure the flame haired exotic beauty is almost beyond price. He never gets attached to a slave but this one is unique. When it comes time for her to be sold, he finds it hard to permit that to happen, yet what can he do? Once she is on the block, there are no more options. However, he is not without resources and stratagems. In the end, who has tamed who?
Chapter 1: In the Slave MarketJaelle’n walked erect, keeping her spine very straight. She stared rigidly ahead, but saw little. She refused to reveal her fear, her growing sense of dejection. Gazing into the distance with an unseeing stare, she pretended she wore one of her beautiful gossamer robes of arachensilk instead of a skimpy tunic of dingy gauze. Instead of the collar and wristlets of dull iron linking her to the coffle, she imagined she wore the massive gold toque and bracelets that she’d been allowed to wear for state occasions as Princess Royale of Cymrydda. The women on the chain stumbled to a halt. Third back, Jaelle’n glanced around to discover they had come to an open square in the city. So this is the infamous Challabah, the slave market of Challabadur where once a ten-day