Liz sat quietly enjoying the trip. It was nice to be in a cage once again. She avoided looking at the Beast. Not because she found him scary the way some people. She didn't mind his appearance at all. But she didn't want him to think she was staring at him. 

She was surprised when he stopped the wagon and got out. She looked around both nervous and scared. She thought he might want something. She swallowed trying not to look terrified. She blinked in shock when he asked her if she had any combat training. Even with what he had told her in town the question had caught her off guard. 

[color=ec008c]"Its rare for woman to be allowed to train. And slabes arent encpuraged to fight." [/color]She reminded him. Her father would have allowed it. He believed that woman had little purpose then to serve men. She had been taught to be quiet and demear. She only knew how to be gentle and submissive. She had never needed to fight. [color=ec008c]"I am sorry I don't know anything about combat. I know a lot about healing though." [/color]