"Well," I said, keeping my composure, "can I take a look at a list? Something that shows what's available. What kind of… uses you have on offer."
"Of course," he replied eagerly. "Here, browse as much as you want."
He handed me a book. The thing was thick, far thicker than any book I had ever seen in other markets. The weight alone told the story. Every page was filled with the lives of people reduced to property, every detail catalogued, sold, and stripped of humanity. It was no surprise, really—this was the Empire's largest slave market. If anywhere was going to have a record this massive, it was here.
When I opened the book and started flipping through the thick pages, my eyes froze on something that almost made my chest tighten. Three hundred elven slaves.
