Meanwhile, Sanji complied with being shackled and dragged along a winding path. He'd do whatever a woman asks him to do. He'd give even his life away. He noticed that it was getting darker and darker as if they were getting deeper into the night. He knew it wasn't more than an hour after he followed the pretty lady to his doom. They must've brought me underground.

He was told along the way that his nakama would be asked to pay 10,000,000 Beli and he'd be set free. He was right about his captors being bandits. It was common in many festivals especially in cities that attract a lot of tourists like this one they were now docked at. Where in the world would Nami-chwan get that money? I have to get outta here. He decided. It was a weak decision considering how he promised to do everything the ladies asked him to. He was acting exactly like an 'idiot love-cook'. He wondered when Luffy and the others would get the message. Those idiots better not try anything stupid.

They must be near now for they stopped. "Password." A deep voice asked. The big guy behind him whispered something to the guard and they were allowed to pass. Two more 'passwords' later and they halted in front of a door. Two torches illuminated the way. The light blinded Sanji a bit. He closed his eyes for a while and before he knew it, a heavy shoe kicked him from behind and he fell, face first through the door.

"You don't have to bow, I'm not royalty," said an unexpectedly high-pitched voice. Sanji lifted his head from the ground and completely disagreed with this statement. The places was as big and elaborate as a palace throne room or even bigger. The walls shone as if gold and they were carved with exquisite details. Above him hung the biggest crystal chandelier that was used to illuminate the whole place. Sanji felt something cushiony below him. He was lying on a velvety red carpet that spanned the length of the room, from the door to the throne where a chief sat comfortably. He thought he was dreaming when he realized this… the chief was a woman.

She was like an angel fallen from heaven in Sanji's eyes but she was a little devil inside. She motioned an order to the guards and they dragged Sanji nearer. Up close, their chief could compete for the title of most beautiful woman alive. It was this asset that she used to manipulate men and use their weakness for her gain. Through this, she was aptly named Cleopatra.

"Easy now," She ordered. "We promised we won't hurt him."

Sanji could have stood up but he chose to kneel before this goddess.

"You're one cute catch." She told him. This comment made Sanji react like a possessed idiot. He quickly made a reply. "For you, I'll be in bondage all my life." He was a hopeless flirt, even in a situation as hopeless as this.

"I didn't catch you name," the chief said. Like all men, Sanji was half listening. He was staring like an idiot. But he heard the name part.

"Call me Sanji. And you are?"

"Cleopatra, glad to meet you."

"The pleasure's all mine."

They sounded so casual it was hard to believe that Sanji was being kidnapped at all. In other circumstances, this would've been the time of Sanji's life however, this was the time of his life. But the chief had other things to do so Sanji was dragged, against his will and struggle away from the throne.

"Wait! When will I see you again!" He yelled desperately.

"If everything goes well, never."