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Yasbel had not expected that she would meet such a mishap today. Her mind was full of questions, she was not the type to just brush them off, she couldn't even if she wanted to.
She thought that she did everything perfectly, after all she did everything perfectly without a single mistake.
In the first place it was not impossible to know the name; Ortarious, but it was not easy either. And anyone who knew wouldn't know to associate her with that name anyway. She was sure of that.
And yet here she was, cornered by a farmboy. How did it come to this? She reviewed her actions so far but it was a futile effort, she didn't find where she slipped up.
Sighing, she took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes. It was difficult for a person to find one's own faults, all people had a tendency to overlook their own mistakes and problems.
She thought that she overcame that part of herself but it was obvious that she didn't, at least not yet.
