A mere sword

The auction started and most people had decided to flaunt their wealth.

It was like a show of power between families.

Ansel didn't see anything that caught his interest, they were mostly female wears and he didn't have anyone to buy it for.

He wasn't ready to argue and fight for items in the presence of people here.

Ansel was starting to get tired of sitting, he looked over to see Amelia, she was so invested in the items.

But he noticed that she didn't raise her hands to buy any.

Ansel wondered if she just enjoyed watching auctioned items.

It was obvious that she could afford it but why wasn't she buying it?

Just when Ansel was getting lost in thought, he heard Mr Crowley yell and he immediately snapped out of his thoughts.

"One thousand"

"Anyone? You can get this for just one thousand"

"One thousand and it's all yours"

Mr Crowley held the black little sword, it didn't have any design to it.

The sword caught Ansel's interest, it was a little similar to the knife he had seen in the a