She struggled, letting out a groan as she was tied up again. How much longer would she be bound to these awful men? Time could only tell. They half led, half dragged her along to the large tent that would be her home for the time being. They weren't gentle; they tossed her in, allowing her to land on her side with a thud. She winced at the impact. They left her be, allowing her to think freely of what would happen, and to question what had already been. 'Why didn't he kill me? I'm worth more dead than alive like this... Papa...' She could feel hot tears mix with her sweat as she lay there, too exhausted and unhappy to sit up or move.