Oh god... She had never been a religious woman, but as she followed him with her head bowed past the border littered with bodies she wondered if she wasn't too late to start praying now. Was he about to sacrifice her to this wall of death? She was really in it now. She clung to the ground as she followed him, her shaking emaciated form trembling from the horror. This was nothing like the abuse her father and brother had given her, nothing like the abuse her uncle had done, nothing like the abuse from her previous masters. She was going to die. She hesitated following him more for just a moment until she heard the vulpine growl behind her and a click of teeth reminding her she had a guard and to keep moving. She stifled a whine.
They approached a door, she was pushed to sit next to him. He asked for her name, she briefly looked up at him then back down to the ground.
"Demelza..." She replied quietly. She liked her name, it was the last thing her mother had given her.
As Flare's slave, he has full permission to do what he likes with her and enter any of Demelza's threads.