Anise groaned and raised her head, the last thing she remembered was being knocked out. She glanced at her arms, they were fairly bruised and cut, then it all hit her at once. She almost killed her first master, and her bruises and cuts were payment for it. Anise's throat was dry, how long had she been out cold? She went to sit up, but was drug back down with a thud, then she snarled, now she was mad. Anise began struggling vigorously against the chains, but didn't say a word. She never did. Anise winced as she felt a pain in her side, and her struggles stopped, he must had beaten her quite harshly for trying to kill him. Anise glanced around, watching slaves of all kinds being sold, torn away from their mothers and children, and she shivered. She wondered what kind of master she'd end up with now. She really didn't care as long as they never brought up her mother. She soon jumped as she heard the Auctioneer talking about her now, shouting her maid-like qualities and other things she'd rather no one know, she sighed and just blushed in annoyance.