Where am I and who are you?

"My name is lizz and I own the barn you are currently sleeping in", she responded quickly, her face looked unperturbed as she continued. "The city of Nicaea from which you were undoubtedly fighting fell into chaos after the king went missing. No one could decide whether to fight or surrender, and in the end indecision is what doomed them all."

"After the city fell a group of refugees came through here and you were on a cart with some of the wounded. I told them I could take one of you but they hadn't decided who so after some discussion they decided you were the least suited to survive their trip to safety so it was you who should stay. That was months ago and I've been taking care of you since."

From the way she was speaking you determined that she had no idea who you were and that was probably a good thing. If your people believed that you betrayed them they would be after you just as your enemy surely is too.

"What did I have on me when you took me into your care?" you asked. "Nothing, not even a stitch of clothes. The clothes you are wearing belonged to my late husband who died three winters ago. It was the best I could do on such a short notice."