He exhaled, forcing levity back into his voice. "Anyway, I've gone off on a tangent." His slit eyes flicked toward the silver-haired warrior woman again. "That's Fenja. I don't know how he managed to chain her, or her sister for that matter. They're from one of the warrior tribes north of this forest—fierce people. Normally, they'd sooner die on their feet than kneel as slaves."