The Blackest Market (Claude F. x Servant! Reader)

The Blackest Market - Part 2

"2000 hilns going once! Going twice!......SOLD! To the gentle man in the grey there..." Your fate was sealed. Sold to the highest bidder. To be used as as a slave.

The man in grey walked toward you and looked you over, disdain in his eyes. "She'll do." You looked back, meeting his gaze. You weren't sure whether to feel hatred or gratitude towards the man. "You will address me as Master, or Sir Faustus. Do you understand?" You nodded softly and swallowed the lump in your throat. 

"Now stand." You did as you were ordered and were ushered off the stage as the man paid for you. You were loaded into a covered carriage and seated next to another slave that had been bought. A young boy looked over at you and gave you a small, meek smile. "We're really lucky, the man who's gonna take us away...he's really rich."

"Be quiet! The master is coming! If you know what's good for you you'll hold your tongue!" The carriage driver shouted at you from outside the wall of the carriage.You and the boy lowered your eyes and closed your mouths. The man who bought you earlier in the auction house stepped into the carriage and sat across from you and the carriage began moving. "Look up at me...the both of you." He spoke to the boy and yourself with a stern tone. You did as you were told. 

He placed a finger underneath your chin, examining your face first, then the boy's. He looked at you in thought,then pointed in your direction."You...your new name shall be Caspia, and you boy. Your new name shall be David. Are we clear?" You both nodded in unison, too bewildered to do much else. "When we arrive at the manor you both will bathe and dress in the garments in your rooms. You will then be given orders. Follow them and your lives shall be easy, disobey...or try to flee and you shall be punished. The terms are simple. I think this to be rather generous compared to your comrades, don't you agree? " The little boy perked up and smiled brightly. "Thank you Master! You're so nice! Thank y-" 

"Silence." He forced his mouth shut when the demon snapped at him. "Your voice...it's irritating." He turned to you, raising an eyebrow, questioning what your voice sounded like in his own head as the carriage pulled to a stop. The manor was massive and decorated in gargoyles and other stone statues. The rooms were dark and it was painted a dark color as well. 

You were led to the servants entrance and showed to your rooms. Because you were the only female on staff you were given your own room and wash tub. After quickly scrubbing and drying you slipped into your new uniform. The dress was knee length and black with gold trim. The cloth had a shimmering spiderweb decorating a small triangle cut of cloth in the front. Your smock was small, with two pockets and black spider stitched into the corner of one of the pockets. Your hair was to be curled and clipped up on one side before placing the maids cap on your head. 

The head butler came and knocked before opening the door. "Come young miss, you must greet the master now." You nodded and noticed the young boy, now named David, standing at the butlers side. You walked out of the door and closed it, following the man in front of you. "Remember, address him only when spoken to and make sure your words are respectful. If he comes to like you, you will get free time each week to do as you wish." The little boy smiled at you as the older man spoke.

Finally you reached the door that was the Master's den. The head butler knocked and called out, "Master, the new servants have been made ready." There was a short pause. "Come in..." He opened the door and stood aside for you both to enter. The room was dimly lit and was lined with books and lit torches. The man who had bought you...Sir Faustus, was seated in a desk at the end of the room. 

You both walked in and the doors closed behind you. "Caspia..David...step forward. You both walked forward to stop at the edge of the desk. You stood taller than David, at least a foot. The boy was only about twelve or thirteen, with shaggy brown hair and green eyes. You both bowed and waited. 

To be continued...