A:“Huh? At your home? yay, thanks!” G:“Annebelle…you know it isn’t-” A:“Buut, they said they would, and I didn’t even need to ask!” G:"…fine…but promise me you’ll set up your shop tomorrow, okay?" A:“Okay! I’ll live with you, miss!” G:“If you have another bed, I’ll be happy to take it. If that’s not too much to ask, of course.”
Lucy turns around to see Katherine.
L: Aaah!
(She regains composure.)
L: Y-Yes , we can.
Kathrine leads Lucy to her room and hang sup her cloak “Are you plotting against the kingdom?” The question is abrupt and unexpected
Abigail nods.
“Now now, you’re too kind, reminds me of your sister.” A remark behind Abigail suddenly booms, the old lady laughing. Abigail’s face turns red, pushes past the two ladies.
“Umm… follow me. My house is in the town square.” She ekes out, as she struggles to get the words out.
Annebelle walked at Abigail’s side, looking around at the houses around them. A:“Who was that old lady? Do you know her? Is she your mom?” G:"…I’ll go to the town hall, start with the shop creating process for you, Anna…I’ll be back real soon." Grea looked at Abigail. “Take care of her, okay?”
Lucy is silent. She attempts to utter a sentence , but words do not come out. Only tears.
She can only let out:
L:W-what? W-Why?
Grea disappeared into the crowd. Still having no idea where the town hall was.
A:“So…are we going to your home now?”
"I’m sorry, but I must do this* You find you can’t speak and you feel a chill go down your spine
L: ???
???
She furiously attempts to speak but nothing comes out. She runs out of the room , her hands over her mouth.
“Yes.” Abigail says.
She points towards the left of the town hall.
“That is the residential area, where most of the population live.”
“I live there.” She points at the outskirts of the residential areas. A hut lies at the far corner of the area. It is of sturdy bricks.
She leads the way into her home, through the crowd.