Chapter 25

The two men, whoever they were, did not seem honorable.

Not wanting to make the man angry, Ayla sat on the log that was across from the man with white hair. He looked at her with curious blue eyes. He had noble features, and, despite his white hair, he was young. “She is beautiful,” he sounded surprised.

“There’s a brothel in Davalon that will pay a lot of money for her. And we can finally start a new life somewhere far from here.”

Ayla balled her fists. They wanted to sell her to a brothel? Not that she expected the men to help her, but to sell her as if they owned her?

The man with white hair studied Ayla for a minute or two. She kept her chin high and studied him back. He tilted his head to the side. “Not gonna lie, she is beautiful. But, Scar, are you sure we will receive that much gold for her?” he asked.

“Trust me, Nixx, she is worth a lot. I have been in this business for a long time, and I have seen many women, but none as beautiful as her.”

“I am not yo