Chapter 8 Sold- Part 1

The Isle valley was a land where an elite or the high society class of people walked on the streets to buy expensive clothing, shoes or any other object one would fancy and also one where the middle class along with the lower class couldn't afford.

Being part of the land of the East, it was one of the attraction but not for the sole reason that it had a high-end product. A few streets and alley's away, next to the Isle valley was the black market. For namesake, it was the black market where things that were not often sold out in the open was found. From the unholy materials that were sent by the black witches to the blood of babies or children but until now the governing law of the council had done nothing to eradicate it. One of the reasons being the men and women involved here were schemingly smart.

In the past, the council had tried to remove it but the problem was that no matter how many times some of them were sent to catch most of them would flee or trick the other which turned out to be hopeless. Not to forget there were some people who depended on the items from the black market which wasn't found elsewhere. Once they had almost closed down and banned the black market to only be pressurized by the elites on how they wanted it running. After a lot of signs and meetings, the council had come to the conclusion to only keep a close eye. One could sell all to their heart's content but if they were caught, it would be a direct way to the council prison.

A man walked through the throngs of the crowd that had formed in the centre of the black market. His hair was inky black in colour, his eyes darker than any red which looked almost black where a person could be mislead to be a human if it weren't for the light in the atmosphere. He was tall, his shoulders broad, he eyes gazed around the little perimeter looking down upon the men not because they were short but because they were beneath him.

A small stick playing at the edge of his lips which was held in his teeth, he muttered, "Peasants."

"Sir Damien," a leaner man with brown hair and eyes