You shuffle your way dumbly to the pavilion

You shuffle over to the pavilion where the girl you now own is to be. You're ushered to take a seat and do so more reactionarily than consciously. The girl walks in, now clothed in a modest tunic, being lead by another man who introduces himself as Cyprian, an administrator of House Cornelius's financial affairs.

While he prepares the papers, the girl comes to you and immediately beams a bright smile.
"Master, I'm so pleased that you have purchased me." Her tones drip like honey, but are also pipping and sure, almost making you glad that you went through with the auction. "I hadn't hoped to be owned by such a handsome man." she continues. She comes to stand before you. "Astridr, at your pleasure, master." The mirthful, almost mischievous tone remains as she takes her place at your side. Something about her intonation catches your ear. Was she teasing me?

"Hush girl," The auctioneer chides her. The girl nods, seemingly to hide a smile behind her hair. The man continues "You'll have plenty of that soon enough. Now for the payment, Mister..."

"John" I begin. "John Penham"

You regain some of your senses as you stand and confront the man. "Actually sir, this is very embarrassing..." you proceed to explain the situation, and how the heat of the auction overcame you. His face grows more serious with every word.

"That's much more than embarrassing, I'm afraid." The man begins. "You see..."