Crescendo and Confusion

[innkeeper_erin]

*A young woman walks out of the woods around the stable. Her voice turns louder and more worried as she mentions each name*

Nemne?

Marica?

...Sieeeeg?

*She spins around to look back into the woods, yet she fails to find anything to reassure her growingly agitated mind.*

I didn't enter the wrong gate, did I?

Comments

[innkeeper_erin]

I... see. Excuse me, then. Sorry for disturbing you.

[prince_of_bandits]

...You're not from this castle, huh?

[innkeeper_erin]

No, I'm not. I'm from anoth-- a faraway place.