Mica took Octavia away from the scene, far away to her room which she shared with one other lady. As soon as they got in, she whacked the door close and stood face to face with her sister. "Octavia" she called breathlessly and pulled her in a hug. Oh! She's been longing to do that. Octavia sighed as she received the warm hug. She's missed being in her sister's arms. They hugged for a long time before disengaging. "How've you been? How's dad?" She asked and Octavia nodded quickly. "He's fine". Mica smiled and took her bag and as she opened it, Octavia took out time to run her eyes round the room. It was a little small, but comfy. "Where did you get this money?" Mica asked quickly as soon as she found the bundle in the bag. "I stole it" she shrugged and Mica scoffed. 

Khalid stepped away from the door and went to stand in front of her. Octavia was almost shaken, but tried her best not to look at him "You really are so determined, aren't you?" He asked softly,,his eyes on her face, while her eyes stared at the floor. "Mica" he called without raising his voice. His dark eyes were still glued to Octavia's face. "Yes, Master" Mica rushed over and bowed.There was a short silence. Then, he said:"Bring her to the hall at exactly 9 p.m.""Yes, Master" Mica replied immediately and taking one last look at Octavia, he turned and walked away. **"Octavia, are you sure about this?" Mica asked as they sat in the room together. "You can still leave if you want to. I can talk to one of the guards to convince the master",Octavia just stared keenly at her and suddenly lifted

"You'll need to chose one", the words rang in her head. She wouldn't say she wasn't warned about it. Mica had warned her but she chose to stay. She chose this part - for her personal reasons. She gulped hard, her eyes unable to leave the floor. She could Khalid's cold gaze on her. "I'll...I'll lose it" she swallowed hard again and Khalid scoffed. He lifted his hands to her chest again and caressed her b**bs. "So small..." She heard him mutter. He scrutinized her and when he was done, he moved away from her. "At this point", he began. "You only have two options: you stay, or die."You had the chance to leave, but you turned it down. So, now, you can only stay or die. I'll be giving you some tests and conditions, If you're able to pass all the tests, you stay. If you fail them, I'll kill you for trespassing.

Octavia laid,,crying on the table as the boys walked out. She couldn't move - out of shame - until Mica ran to her. "Hey!" She caled and held her,,helping her down from the table.  Octavia whimpered as she climbed down, tears strolling down her face. Mica picked her clothes from the floor and gave them to her. "Here, put them on, so we can leave". Octavia nodded tearfully and began redressing. Her thighs were stained with the blood, but she wore the clothes anyway. Mica signalled her to follow her and they walked out of the hall together.Octavia tried as much as possible to stop her tears as they walked out to the open. She didn't want the people to see her cry. It hurt her a lot, both the humiliation and the pain. It hurt her to know she'd lost her virginity in a crazy way. Like...who does that??And to

Octavia quickly bent her head again, shame and fear taking over her completely. She didn't want to look at any one, not even the master.Her sister's words rang in her head:"On no occasion must you disobey him. If you do anything wrong,,Master Khalid would kill you".She needed to do this; needed to get through this - no matter what. "And it's time for the bid..." The boy on stage commenced. "Who goes first?"He turned to look at Octavia and the rest of the girls on stage. "Let's go with the blonde one. Highest bidder....!"Octavia listened as the men started dragging the bid, acting like they were pricing a commodity. Her breath became unleveled as conniption gripped her. She can do this, she kept assuring herself. Soon, the bid for the first lady was over a