"This boy may be a different story," one of the guards said, sounding rather angered, "But this girl has murdered four men, surely you would not set free a murderer. Leave us be so we can take her to where she will be taught not to take the lives of others. We can not set her free so that she kills again."

Cancia sighed, she wished she could see, tell what was going on. Someone was trying to get them to set her free, she hadn't heard anyone say that. Well, it was obvious that they were not going to, not after what she had done. It was her fault really. For the short while she was a slave, no one was threatening to kill her or torture her. They were demanding, but not abusive. Maybe she should have left it at that.

"Now step aside, we have a ship to catch," She felt someone push her, rather violently from behind, only to run into the guard in front of her, who, turned and smacked her sharply across the face. "Watch where you're going slave girl." then he laughed loudly at his own joke.

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