"Lillian."
The girl looked up weakly when her na was called.
A boy and two girls were trapped inside the bars; the three were from the sa village.
They had lost their parents in the war and had been sold by the villagers.
It was the boy, Sedin, who called Lillian.
"Are you cold?"
"I'm fine..."
Lillian shook her head but her body was trembling.
Sedin took off the tunic overshirt he had been wearing.
When he pulled the vest-like, sleeveless shirt over her, Lillian's trembling cald down a little.
"I lent Frill my clothes, so you're cold too, right?"
Sedin laughed softly at that.
Frill was asleep, looking comfortable with Lillian's clothes over her head.
"I wish I didn't have anything to worry about like Frill..."
"Yeah."
Sedin's shoulders slumped at Lillian's words.
"Is it really so hard being a slave?"
They knew what a slave was, and the fate they were destined for.
The only one who didn't know anything was Lillian's younger sister, Frill, who had just turned seven.
The door to the prison opened and two n entered.
The eyes of all the captives turned to them.
"You got anything new?"
Gensema asked his n as he looked around the bars.
"Yes, there are three newcors, this way."
Then a man led Gensema to the room.
This was the very room where Lillian and Sedin were.
"Hmm, that girl looks pretty good."
Gensema opened his mouth while pointing towards the sleeping Frill.
"Well, I think I can satisfy him like this. He's a hard man to please."
Gensema smiled slyly.
When he tried to pick up Frill, Lillian, who had grasped the situation, stood in front of him.
"I'll go. I'll go. Please leave my sister alone!"
"Huh..."
Gensema looked at Lillian with interest.
"Sorry, but you're already too grown up."
He lightly pushed Lillian away, and this ti, unable to bear it, Sedin tried to jump on him.
"Let her go!"
But he couldn't even get close to Gensema as the man next to him kicked him on the floor.
He was too young to have any power.
"Hey, co on. You kicked my product so violently. Boys are in demand these days."
Gensema picked up Frill while snarling at his subordinate.
Then, the little girl opened her eyes.
"Big sister?"
She looked around for Lillian, and Gensema stroked Frill's head.
"All right, all right. I'll make sure you live happily ever after. You want sothing good to eat?"
"Good food?"
"No, Frill!"
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