The auction house was full of men and women dressed in their finest cloth. Though it was legal to come to the auction house, not everyone was ready to show their face as there are some who prefer to guard their identity.
To ensure their identity being protected, most people wear wigs and masks to cover their faces and each of their masks had their own inscribing and shapes, preventing from anyone to guess who was underneath the mask.
Most women had gathered in a group, calling each other by their new names, "Missus Lamb your new hat is such a lovely craft."
"Thank you, I quite enjoy this new hat as well. I spent quite a dime on it but it does brings out the color of my skin."
"Indeed, did you hear that today there is a special boy auction? A boy from that desert land, Shukaran."
"Is it? I have heard that the Seraphs in Shukaran are terribly gorgeous to the eyes."
