The auction commenced she was bought by a magician, not older then 25. He had shaggy, red hair and wore old and dusty black leather clothes which looked like the had projected some explosions.
He led Nicola to an old house with a laboratory in the basement.
"Here we are. This is my home.", said the magician to nicola and showed her the rooms.
"My name is Crysus and I am a magician and alchemist. Aand what is your name?"
Bounded to the mark of the enslavers she answered immidiately.
"I am Nicola and I am your slave."
"Okay, Nicola. But I need you as my assitant and as such one you need a bit more own will so I weaken the magemark a bit." Cyrus summoned a blue ball of light and touched her forehead with it.
"Now you can do what you want again, but you can't run away, hurt me or ignore my direct orders, but after alll you don't treat ever word as command."
Cyrus showed her the five rooms of the laboratory. The first one was a small room with an old bed and a wardrobe. He explained that this was his bedroom. The small room next to it with the same furniture was now Nicola's bedroom. The next room was a bit larger and had a brass bathtub and an lavatory. The fourth room was the kitchen with a oven and a stove. Also the table and the cahirs for eating stood there. The last one and also the greatest room was the laboratory.
It was full of desks and cupboards with old books, botles with unknown substances, strange glasstubes and other chemicals.
"Okay, now to your work.", said the magician, "I mix potions and make enchantments for other people. And your task will be to help me by my work. Here, take this alchemistic clothes. They should be better than your thin dress."
He gave Nicola a brown dress of leather which looked like a smaller part of his own clothes. They fitted perfectly.
"Fine and now I show you how to mix potions. For today I must mix a ..."