She was just a slave. For as long as she remembered, Kil was trade and sold around like any common household object. She had no voice, no rights, and no way to better her situation but crossing her fingers and hoping obedience would gain her a bit of mercy.
Her current master was the imperial prince of the Reim empire, Nerva Julius Caluades, though she rarely interacted with him. She was just there to do what she was told and not piss anyone off so they wouldn't kill or torture her, simple as that.
Imagine her frustration then, when someone came to say hi. To a slave forbidden to speak. For no reason.
She was hanging laundry out on a line when it happened, the strangest thing. A fanalis popped out from amidst a tree he was hanging on, staring out at her with a playful grin. "Hello."
Kil nearly jumped out of her skin, staring a moment in shock, before returning to her work silently. She wasn't allowed to talk much, or really at all, anyway but especially not to a Fanalis so she stayed silent.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He apologized. "My name's Kaz, what's your name?"
She didn't answer, just continued working as quickly as she dared so she could get back to her other chores and avoid being punished for interacting with one of the Fanalis her master despised so much.
"Hey miss! Can you hear me?!" He asked loudly.
Kil nearly dropped the robe she was holding, catching it at the last moment before it fell off the balcony in which she stood. "Be quiet." she hissed, scowling up at him. "Do you want to get me killed?!"
"Get you what?" Kaz frowned. "What's wrong with talking? Are you sick or something?"
Kil gave an exasperated sigh, albeit a quiet one, and held up her hands so he could see the gold chains shackled onto her wrists.
He frowned. "Oh...you're a slave…" He was silent a moment, before speaking up, softer this time. "I'm sorry for bothering you…"
"Whatever just...please go away." She commanded quietly.
"Okay." He answered with a nod.
"Blue you're taking too long! Do you want to get punished?!" A fellow slave hissed as she passed by the balcony.
Kil went faster then, frantically attaching the rest of the clothes to the line and praying she wouldn't drop any of them. She did.
As three articles of clothing slipped out of her hands and started floating lazily towards the ground her heart plummeted along with any hope of avoiding a beating that week.
To her surprise, Kaz snaked through the tree and grabbed all three of them, quickly handing them back to her.
"So your name is blue?"
Kil didn't answer, just took the clothes back and hung them up. Still she owed him. "Thank you." she whispered before turning away.
"It was nice meeting you, Blue...I'll find a way to save you…"
Ignoring the idle promise, Kil went back inside and returned to work, however she was stuck thinking of him all day.