Rebecca found herself in a decrepit, sleazy old town thousands of miles away from her kingdom.
With every step she took, her annoyance grew as she navigated the squalid streets, keenly aware of the dirty gazes that followed her.
The reason for her journey was no less agitating: a middleman had arranged a meeting with a mysterious individual who claimed to possess the cure for her son's ailment.
So how could she not come even if the condition was for her to come alone? She can't let go of the slightest chance that could help her see Oberon open his eyes.
Still, being in disguise wasn't helping with the unwanted attention from the surrounding bastards. She was proud of her own body and didn't want to disguise herself more than just putting on a hood with a face veil. The only drawback was she had to kill those who were foolish enough to get close to her, making her waste her time and energy.
