"Who are you?" He asked.
Ashina took another big bite before answering. She was so hugry she shook.
Or maybe she was shaking because she was with a strange male who claimed to be a good Samaritan. She finished chewing and swallowed. Then laid down back.
Talking about what happened, she remembered everything. Her teeth clenched nervously.
"Where are you from?" He asked again.
"Poldark.." She answered reluctantly.
His eyes and facial expressions changed to some sort of horror. "Are you a slave there?"
Ashina almost nodded but remembered it wasn't wise.
"Answer me.." He said.
"Yes." She nodded.
Ashina was lying on a rough pallet of rugs and blankets, which were all they'd been provided in the way of bedding. Despite the cold mountain nights, she and the strange
