Satira sat on her bed, thinking what to do now. There was no choice. She would have to run. They had seen her face; they would be coming for her. She touched her throat where her necklace normally was. Yoko had her necklace, getting it back wouldn't be easy. And by sound of the footsteps coming her way, he wasn't going to give it back if she asked. She stood and turned to face him, for once, she wasn't going to let him see her scared. Yoko slammed the door open and stared at her.

"You disobeyed me." Yoko said in a low voice. Satira met his gaze and turned her back to him, crossing her arms.

"You had to see it coming. I told you. I don't like being around them." She said calmly.

"Why not? What is it about them that you don't like?" Yoko asked, pressing for an answer. Satira shot him a look from over her shoulder.
"That is none of your business!" she replied.

Yoko turned her around to face him. "I told you that I wouldn't let them get to you!" he said, angry that she didn't trust him to protect her.

"You can't always be around Yoko." She pointed out. "But that is assuming I trust you to protect me, or even want you to."

Yoko's eyes narrowed. "You will be punished." He said changing the subject.

"Just get it over with." Satira said.

"I want this entire place clean. And I mean I want it dusted, mopped, scrubbed, and anything else you can do. I don't want to find one messy room, Got it!" Satira met his stare and nodded.

"Yeah, I got it." She answered as she looked away. Yoko looked at her a moment longer, and his eyes softened. He really didn't like being so hard on her.

"Look, Satira…" he began when she cut him off.

"You gave me your orders now leave me alone!" She replied scathingly.

Yoko's hands clenched. "You think I like being this hard on you! You don't give me any other choice!"

"You think I wanted to be here! I didn't get a choice either!" She shot back.

"You were trespassing!" Yoko argued.

"I had to! They would have…" she stopped short. She wouldn't tell him.

"You keep saying that…who is they?" Yoko asked getting exasperated and stepping closer. "What are you hiding?"

"That is none of your concern!" Satira yelled at him, fighting the tears that threatened to spill. "You have ruined my life! You keep me here against my will, make me do your bidding, and then take my necklace that is all I have of my parents. I think you have done enough. Just leave me alone to complete these stupid little jobs that you gave me." Yoko turned on his heels and strode out of the room, slamming the door.

Satira stared at the floor before grabbing something to cover her clothes. Completing Ali's job in the gardens might get messy, and since she was now responsible for cleaning up the entire place, she didn't want to bring any mud or dirt inside with her. She sighed and walked to the gardens. She would have to run, as soon as possible. Tonight, she needed to put some space between her and the Raiders. As soon as everyone went to bed, she would sneak into Yoko's room, get her necklace and bid the place farewell. Her face hardened. 'Good riddance too!' she thought. Yet, there was a nagging in the back of her mind that told her should would miss Yoko's offer of protection, and fighting with him, and…seeing his face all red when she dyed his clothes pink. She smiled at the memory and then shook her head. It didn't do to dwell on that at the moment. She would be running tonight, and she didn't need thoughts of him to try in preventing her from leaving. 'I have to go!' she told herself as she picked up the watering can. 'I have no choice.' And yet she knew that once she was gone, she would miss him.

Sarkan and Prakash made their way through Yoko's territory back to their home.

"That was her! That cat. She still has the necklace." Prakash whispered to Sarkan excitedly.

"I'm not blind. I saw it!" Sarkan snapped. "But she saw us too. We need Yoko to agree to this treaty so we can get her." He narrowed his eyes.

"I knew she was hiding there!"

"You think it's possible that Yoko knows of the necklace's abilities?" Prakash asked. Sarkan shook his head.

"Something of that great importance he would have taken from her. He knows nothing, and we must make sure he keeps knowing nothing." Prakash nodded in agreement.

"Tomorrow, Yoko will make his decision, and then, once he agrees, we will take her." Sarkan said an evil grin spreading across his face.