<div align="center">(http://i55.tinypic.com/10s7uj5.png)</div><br/>She nodded as he said there was no phone, wondering why in this day and age he wouldn't have one but accepting for now his word on the matter. The post would be slow but at least a start! She barely had time to think anything through however when the man walked to a book shelf and removed a hefty tome from it's shelves. Verona stepped forward as she read the title and when he began to read from the book, any smile or gleam of hope that had once been there slid slowly away. What was he reading? Why was he reading that to her?<br/><br/>The book slammed into a globe across the room and instinctively she flinched, hastily turning back to him and shaking her head.<br/><strong>"But ... I'm not a ... no wait!"</strong>none of her words came out right, none would have been listened too if they had. He had never any intention of letting her go and as he stormed towards her she tried to retreat but suddenly his strong grip grabbed her arm, dragging her helplessly across the room. Her feet barely kept pace with him and when he came to a stop, she did not as he sent her flailing across the corridor floor to land in a heap at their feet.<br/><br/>Verona sat up, brushing her thick hair from her face as she glowered at him.<br/><strong>"That is not my room!"</strong>she yelled, knowing she too could get angry when she needed too,<strong>"You can never make me forget who I am or who my family is!"</strong>she refused to shut up and even when he barked at them to take her directly, she pushed her feet down and dragged her heels the entire way. She was pinched mercilessly for her efforts on her arms and eventually two of the slaves grabbed her legs as well, Yet still Verona struggled in their grasps, yelling all the while.<br/><strong>"You can't keep me here! I am NOT your property! You ASS HOLEE!"<br/></strong><br/>She was at the point where she couldn't careless what they did to her now, how much worse could it truly get. When finally they tossed her into a room, dumping her unceremoniously on the couch she squirmed away from them, not liking at all how they looked at her. Gathering her legs up close to her so that they'd stop touching her, Verona wrapped her arms about them. It did no good however, she was awarded a slap for her efforts and then manacled by a wrist and ankle the other slaves left her but not alone. Another woman entered the room and one Verona instantly feared, perhaps it was the baton she didn't know but she would rather her chances with the hapless slaves than with this one.<br/><strong>"I got him angry? What do I care ... I'm not his... this is a huge mistake!"</strong>