#depthsofthefire

It was interesting, finding the slave that had called him a monster in their thoughts, as he could tell that there was something within that slave that nearly had him salivating at the chance to have him. But he knew he could wait. Finishing his conversation with the councilman, he bid him adieu before he turned to look among the slaves - making a show to act as though he hadn’t already knew who he was going to choose - before his eyes landed upon the young phoenix. Taking a step forward, hands behind his back, Bakari stared him down for a solid moment before a smirk teased his lips. “You’re coming with me, boy.”

The smallest hint of a smile teased the corners of the master’s lips before he nodded to the guards, instructing them to let this one out - despite their protests, Yvrim was firm with them before he shifted his gaze to the phoenix. “I would be honored to be graced with such a presence... I’m sure you’d want to stretch your wings, too.” Of course, Yvrim hoped that the boy would be smart and not try anything, and as the gate was pushed open, he took a step inside. “And in return for showing me just how magnificent I remember phoenixes to be, I’ll reward you with a warm bed and a hot meal without you having to do much more in return. A creature like you really shouldn’t be locked up.” Neither did dragons, in his opinion, but that wasn’t something he could help. Not quite yet.