imma start the bidding at a million (Eris sale)

“Four fox pelts" Rosemary purred, the Daimyo eager to please his empress. He sat back watching the competition, his eyes hooded as he smiled. He didn't doubt that more people would offer higher, in fact he anticipated it, but the fact was he didn't intend to leave without his empress’s chosen prize. He didn't care particularly if Sirius intended to bid against him, but he knew what would come of it if he tried, he would use the experience to feed the flames he had carefully been tending in Belle's heart; the small seed of doubt that Sirius did not have the pack's best intentions in mind.