She wanted to stop him when he brought the blanket she wanted to keep from heeding any burden, she did not shiver, she could not remember the last time she felt true cold. "My... name..." She stared for a moment with her glassy green eyes, reflecting the fire and the cave walls, how long it had been since she uttered a word... but to recall even her name. "Sanova. Jaetta. Jaetta Sanova."<br/><br/>She watched him, she knew his kind, she was probably about as old as he in true numbers but... she was not from his time in the past or even the present. She hardly let anyone know the full story but he had saved her... it had maybe been... a several decades in that ground. She thought back to her last master, he'd found her laying under some trees, the band of gypsies who took her end were ambushed by the near by lords men. She ran, but her tension failed and she lay there for about a week. Upon realizing (basically) what she was he started off kind, they all do, and then he took her key when ever he pleased, transporting her when she tried to escape, he threatened to remove limbs while she was immobile and then putting the key back in so she could suffer. He was not the most cruel to ever lord over her... but she could not take it, and while they traveled one evening, after a month of obedience, even helping in his trade, he felt she had accepted her place, left her in the back cargo wagon to watch and protect the cargo. Or so she thought, she took a leap from the high narrow ridge as it drew quite near the river, the currents quick and high from recent rains took her far and then... click click click...click......click.........click.<br/><br/>He did not wide her from the full trip, he did not trust her. She stopped swimming and sunk, down. Since the river had been dammed trees grew. The mud long since took her and when the roads were made, rocks cleared, she just was there... waiting.<br/><br/>"I'm... from the future and the past." She froze, what... did... she just...<br/><br/>She stared at him, maybe he'd think she was joking, maybe he'd not believe her. Maybe he'd just kill her.