They are offered slaves

As Anakin and Ahsoka cross the street, they stand at the edge of the market. They immediately see that, unlike the other worlds they have been to, it is a **** market. Everywhere in the alleys, slaves are standing in chains, being offered to passers-by.

"Hey, I see you like Togruta," Anakin hears a man say beside him. He turns to him and in front of him is a young Zygerrian man and next to him a young rather bad looking Togruta.

"I don't buy inferior slaves" Anakin says with feigned hatred in his voice. "She is not inferior, believe me friend. I've had her for two years. She is 20 and well trained. She can cook, clean, and give you your every desire in bed."

At the last sentence, Anakin senses anger boiling up inside Ahsoka. Likewise, she senses charm and resignation in the Togruta before him. "Sorry little one, I don't have time for this. Come" he says to Ahsoka, who reluctantly follows her master.

"Master, we have to do something," she says with such hatred in her voice that Anakin rarely hears from Ahsoka. Anakin looks left and right for a moment and walks with Ahsoka into a small crevice between two buildings.

"Ahsoka believe me, if only I could, I would free every **** here. Unfortunately, we can't. Therefore, let us go about our mission and at least rescue the people of Kiros." Dejected, Ahsoka looks to the ground. "You are right Master."

"Remember your training, try to suppress your negative emotions and soon we will be done with the mission." "Yes Master," Ahsoka replies, taking a deep breath and exhaling. "Let's move on."

Anakin is approached 3 more times by the smaller merchants who have only one or two slaves. "Hey, you there. You have a fancy **** with you."

Anakin turns annoyed to shake off one of the merchants again, but in front of him is a middle aged Zygerrian with an expensive looking cloak.

"May I see your ****?" he asks. "I'm certainly not going to show my property here in the street," Anakin says in an indignant voice. "Then would you like to come to my shop? I understand that you don't want to show your most loyal ****" he puts a hand on Anakin's shoulder. "But I promise you won't regret it."

He looks important. If I'm going to the Queen, I could use an advocate. "All right, I'll go with you. But just up front, I'm not going to sell her." "That's not a problem. I like to look at well trained and pretty **** girls. Come my shop is not far."

Anakin then walks beside the zyrgerrian. Ahsoka, as befits a ****, has to walk behind them. After only a few minutes of Anakin talking little to his new companion, they arrive at one of the larger buildings.

"This is my shop. Come right in" the Zygerrian says politely and escorts Anakin into the building. Ahsoka follows them inside.

"So, let me introduce myself again" says the zygerrrian as they sit in a room on the first floor. "My name is Jos Gralnot and I am a respected **** trader. You may have heard my name before, I am one of the main suppliers to Queen Scintel."

"Forgive me, I haven't been in the business that long" Anakin apologises. "That's no problem. Hopefully you will remember me." Then he looks at Ahsoka. "May I have a look at her?"

Anakin appraises Jos briefly. "Very well, but I do not like to do this." Anakin stands up and pulls Ahsoka's robe down. Underneath, Ahsoka is wearing a turquoise dress with lots of jewellery.

"Wow, that's a beauty. May I know where you got her?" "That's a secret. But one that might interest the Queen. My request in return for showing her is that you help me get an audience with the Queen."

"If that is what you wish, I can gladly help you. While I send one of my most loyal slaves, would you like to have tea with me? If you wish you can also have a look at my slaves. Perhaps you would like to buy one?"