He had managed to find the bandits lair, but with little to no sign of Summer. This made him wonder if she had been sold.
So after a while of picking up the bandits trail, he decided that he would go to the Slavers Market in Wyeth to make enquiries.
The Slavers market was one of the biggest Slave City in the entire kingdom of Castamere. It was where all the noblest of nobles and where the Castle royals got their slaves from. It was known for selling high quality slaves who had special skills, unique abilities or outstanding talent that may some day help them be freed of their masters.
It was possible that Summer had been taken to the Slavers market, the only issue was how Sal would acquire information without being suspicious about it. He was not of noble or royal blood.
So, a nobody sniffing around asking about a slave o
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