Prisania's POV
"Where did you run off to now?!" The maid who brought me shouted, her voice tinged with frustration.
"I-I am sorry, I was planting some seeds," I said meekly as I followed her back to work.
"Sigh... How can you remain emotionless towards people and yet be so loving towards plants?" The maid asked, but I remained silent, lost in my own thoughts.
It had been two years since I was sold into this Merchant house, and my mind was still haunted by the words "Ms. Reincarnator."
Yes, I was a Reincarnator from a world called Earth. Born into a middle-class family, my life was nothing out of the ordinary. Like many others, we struggled to make ends meet.
There was nothing particularly remarkable about my past life, except for the dreams and hopes I held for myself and my family. However, when I was Thirteen, everything changed. My family sold me into an illegal contract, and.... I accepted since we got so many loans.
