Laelia looked at that maid and seemed unsure of the woman. Had she done what Laelia thought? She just shook her head and went to her own work, trying to slid small hands loose knowing she would cut her body open with this. She had to get loose. She had to run. She had to get that damned medallion! She was cussing to herself in her own anccie t language, wishing very fowl and deadly things on the her new owner. "Ai wont be his slave. That I swear."