Amanda

The grand auction hall is filled with wealthy and noble people, all intently watching the stage where the prisoners are presented one by one. The atmosphere is tense, with armed guards strategically positioned. In the center of the stage, Amanda stands with metal handcuffs fastened above her head, attached to chains hanging from the ceiling. She wears a tight-fitting orange prison jumpsuit, with a black belt at the waist and straps at the shoulders. Her long, reddish-pink hair falls over her shoulders, and her ruby-red eyes stare at the audience with a mixture of anger and wounded pride. The judge, a middle-aged man dressed in noble black and gold attire, bangs his gavel on the table beside the stage. "Lot number 47! Amanda, 21 years old, sentenced to 50 years in prison!" He announces loudly. "Confirmed virgin by the crown examiners! Starting bid: 1 million gold coins!"

Amanda clenches her fists in the handcuffs, her face flushing slightly with humiliation and anger as she is presented like merchandise. She turns her face away, refusing to make eye contact with the audience. The bids start to rise rapidly - 5,000, 10,000, 50,000, 1 million, 5 million... until someone shouts: "10 MILLION GOLD COINS!" A burly nobleman at the back of the hall raises the sign. The judge bangs the gavel three times. "10 million! We have 10 million! Anyone bidding more than 10 million gold coins?!"

Amanda pouts irritably, her expression trying to maintain her pride despite the degrading situation. Her legs tremble slightly, but she maintains her upright posture, refusing to show weakness.