Victoria of Many Faces, Vol. 1 by Syuu and Nanna Fujimi

Author:Syuu and Nanna Fujimi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On

I didn’t want Nonna to be home alone for too long, so I rented a horse for two weeks. Now I could use it whenever I had somewhere I wanted to go. If I liked it, I could even buy it. The horse had to be returned to the rental shop every day, however. That way, I wouldn’t have to explain to Lady Yolana what I was doing with it.

“Miss, do you have experience with horses?”

“Of course.”

“Make sure to let it rest every now and then.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll treat it nicely. I’m just going to visit my sick mother and come back.”

Next, I disguised myself as a red-haired woman and visited a pub at the end of a twisting alley.

“Are you Hector?”

“Who wants to know?”

“My name is Kate. I’ve heard that you can provide certain services for a fee.”

“That depends on the service, and how much you’re paying.”

I told him that I needed help eloping.

“I’m in love with a married man. We’re considering running away together, but his wife waits for him at the exit of his workplace every day. I shudder to think what she’ll do if she finds out. I want to help my lover escape during the day so his wife doesn’t find out.”

Hector frowned. “Just have your man say he ain’t feelin’ well and go home early.”

“Although we’re in different departments, my lover, his wife, and I all work at the same place. She’ll discover we ran away together immediately.”

“Ahh, now I see your problem. Where d’ya work?”

“The castle.”

“The castle? Well, that’s gonna up the price a bit.”

“By how much?”

I paid him the amount he requested on the spot.

“This is all the money I have. Are you sure you can do it?”

“I just gotta sneak him outta the castle, right? Piece of cake.”

“We want to leave the capital, so could you take him all the way to the gates?”

“Sure. Meet me here tomorrow. No—day after tomorrow. We’ll go over the details then.”

“I understand. Thank you.”

From there, I hurried to the castle dungeon. I showed the guard some identification papers I’d forged for “Kate” and said, “My boyfriend is the man who was caught at the soiree with a knife. I’ve come to visit him.”

I pleaded for a visitation with tears in my eyes.

“Oh, you mean Carl? Sorry, miss, but I’m going to have to pat you down.”

“I understand. Go ahead.”

Even though I was prepared for it, being patted down was very unpleasant. The guard, a man in his forties, didn’t just check my pockets; he slipped his hand in my undergarments to search those, too. The way the other guards smirked as they watched the process filled me with rage, but this was how all women were treated in every country when requesting a visitation with someone awaiting execution.

The guard accompanied me to the very last cell, which was constructed entirely of stone.

“Hey! Your girlfriend’s here!” the guard called, and the man who lay on the simple cot sat up.

This was the first obstacle.

Compared with this, the guard’s pat-down was nothing.

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