I’ve got friends in Low Places

the thoughts from the girl were sweet but she shook her head. She'd been born in to slavery and she knew best that fighting it would just land this girl in trouble. "I was born a slave from far away, it's all I have known. I do know that if you try to fight it or set me free, you likely March to your death." not to mention her life might also be forfeited for the act of even letting another think she could be free.

Fair or not this was her life. She had been the one fooled by hannibal so she had to live with the consequences. "So how are you related to the high lord?" she needed her mind distracted probably and the best way would be to talk about something else. She lowered her haunches to the ground, aware of how much more thin this made her look. She just wouldn't eat unless she was told she could by hannibal though.