Back in the present.
'If only my life could be different. Then I could be free to live my life,' Hilda thought as she looked straight ahead. Hilda was ignoring the world passing by the carriage's windows as they went through the City of Tairal.
She was no longer wearing the bland dresses that the order made all women wear. She was now wearing a white long-sleeved dress, which hugged her curves. It was considered risque back in the Alliance, but it was on the conservative side in Fiafyr due to it covering her cleavage. Her red hair had a tiara made out of white gems, and her face was now made up in the fashion of a lady. Her makeup was on the lighter side due to her natural beauty; the makeup was mainly designed to enhance her eyes. She was not wearing any lipstick or lip gloss. Her lips were naturally red, and her eye shadow was blue, which really showed off her purple eyes. She didn't even wear any perfume. The reason why she didn't wear any perfume was due to the Order of the Three's doctrine stating that any type of scent was sinful.
Even with her change in appearance, Hilda's personality had not changed one bit.
Gretchen was sitting in the coachman's seat as the horses pulled the carriage towards the Ecros Manor on the southern part of the city's outskirts. This manor belonged to Marquess Wrightwood. She was accompanied by two people sitting across from her. One of them was her older stepbrother, Zane Stoneworthh, who was seated to the front left of her. The other was Prince Terenthiel Marrell, who was the primary contact with Prime Minister Duval Wrightwood.
'What am I going to do?... Father has sold me off to the wolves. And it's not like I can run away. Where would I go?... If I were a man, I would fight for my freedom. But the fates are cruel... Why couldn't I be born a man?...' Hilda thought as she finally looked out the window, seeing the city pass by.
As they approached the entrance gate to the manor, the two guards stopped the carriage, and the coachmen stopped the carriage. When the carriage came to a stop, Hilda was brought out of her thoughts of the past.
"What business do you have with the Prime Minister?" one of the guards asked as they stepped in front of the carriage.
"You dare block the path of—"
"Sir Darius, we are no longer in Alliance territory. They don't know about the Divine Three's children. Let's not cause any trouble..." Terenthiel told the Paladin.
Darius relented even though he wasn't happy about it.
"We are here on official Alliance business. I'm Prince Terenthiel Marrell, the Fifth Son of the Holy Order. We are here to see the Prime Minister," Prince Terenthiel said from his window, while the carriage door was opened by Darius.
'Great... It's these assholes again... The fucking Divine Three... I don't know why the Prime Minister even deals with these creeps,' the guard thought.
"Of course, My Prince. Welcome to Fiafyr," the guard said and waved to the other guards in the post behind the wall to open the gates.
The gates started to slowly open. Once everything was clear, the carriage and its protection drove past it. The manor was about a 15-minute walk from the city wall. But the carriage made the trip in a quarter of the time. The manor was the biggest mansion that the party had ever seen. It was almost as big as a castle. The manor had four towers on the corners, and each tower had a blue and white flag, which had the symbol of a turtle on it, blowing in the breeze. It was the Wrightwood family coat of arms.
"Wow... That's a pretty big place," Zane said as he looked at the manor.
"It's nothing compared to the Castle of Light, the palace where the Divine Three reside," Terenthiel said.
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I Got Isekai'd, Well Shyt! Vol. 1, 2, and 3
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