The right thing...

"Master slaver!" you say as you approach him. He jumps at the sound of your imposing voice. "My lord you grace us with your pre.." You quickly cut him off, "How much for the fiesty one?" You ask, your curiousity piqued at her resistance... "Why would you want her my lord?" He asks quizzically. "I can not help but feel inspired by one so dedicated to change their fate" you reply. "Well..." The slaver starts, "She's obviously and good shape and smart too... A thousand coins my lord that is what I want!" He replies, knowing that the cost is easily 3 times the going rate of a **** in her condition, obviously attempting to disuade you from saving her from her punishment... "It is done then" you reply "Head to the palace gates to recive your coin this afternoon it will be there". The slaver gasps at your actions as you motion for Sir Roland to fetch the woman. The crowd groans at missing out on their entertainment and return to what they were doing previously... Sir Roland fetches her and the three of you head towatds the markets exit. "Sir Roland..." You say, "Yes my lord?" He replies. "Have some guards escort this woman back to her lands... It may help us in our southern efforts in the future to have friends there..." "Of course my lord, at once" he replies, rushing off to fetch an escort for her. You look at her face, she was truly beautiful and a part of you wishes you had taken the oppurtunity to break her but you feel this is for the best. The girl opens her mouth as you stare at her... "Thank you..." She says quietly, more surprised then you at your mercy... "Think nothing of it my girl. Just tell your people we are not all murderers and rapists here in the north" She nods in response as Roland returns with her escort. They head for the city gates as you and Roland turn for the palace...