To the countess, you belonged to her. She would keep you from those filthy cretins in the town. You, however, wanted out. Her condescending and obsessive behavior was frightening - and you wanted to return home to the village. You'd managed to slip past her watchful eye, but of course she'd found you, and she wasn't happy.

"You insolent brat! Where do you think you are going?" She bit.