Ashley quickly got confirmation that she wasn't going to be killed for talking.<br/>The backhanded slap that stung the left side of her face - it being delivered by the left hand of the woman - was definitely not light, though.<br/><strong>"Not a word, I said",</strong>she said evenly, while they were passing near the kitchen, where the slaves were labouring.<br/><br/><strong>"As for what I want from you, and why...you'd know soon enough. Don't worry, it's not merely because someone had to clean and feed your camel, and that someone obviously wasn't you...if I didn't have that other job with you, I'd have asked you for reimbursement. But that would be funny now, wouldn't it?"</strong><br/>They passed through a back door and exited the caravansaray. It was but a short trip, no more than 20 cubits, before they faced another door.<strong><br/>"We've arrived to where you'd get answers",</strong>the girl said, her voice even once more, while she used the hanging hammer to knock on the door in a quick succession of 5 taps.