It time to go Miss, the lord demands it. We will be traveling fast and light. Viya knew Karr meant she should take the merest of luggage. Well she could travel light, and she would relish getting out of the underground cage. She slipped the fine wooden needle down the side of her moccasins. She was ready. For the moment Karr had escaped the needles pain, but she would still had to face Einar and Arric. Karr had her wrists bound, and then groping her smiled, he believed the lord Einar would do more. Karr consoled himself, entertainers approached, they had better be good.
Footnote: Weighty Matters is a snippet from my developing novella: Dawn Rider.