Chapter 4: Her Name

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She was aghast at herself for not being able to say no to the little boy's puppy-eye-mouth-pout-plea to go with her to the city. That kid had always been able to work his charms on her. She eyed him carefully.

"Do you promise to behave and follow my orders?"

"Un." the eager boy nodded.

"Alright then." she grab hold of the child's tiny hands and headed out for the city.

"Sister Rin and Shippo-" The boy sang as they walk.

She smiled at the sight of him.

When they reached the city, she left him at one of the stalls in the market place, whose owner who goes by the name Kaede, often goes to their village to purchase their land's harvest.

"Sister rin" he called out to her before she went her way.

Sister Rin.

Rin.

Rin woke up in a room. Glad she still remembers what a room looked like. A decent room at that. Its been so long since she last laid on a soft, comfy bed. Not that she's complaining. Ever since her parents and brothers died, she had been confined to the comforts of sleeping atop the hay stacks at the barn or under lit the night sky and its billions of stars when she'd doze off lying on the damp grass from star gazing.

She rose up from the bed, surveyed the room for an exit, she managed to locate the door. She walked towards it, towards freedom. When she felt something cold and heavy at her left ankle.

She came to a stop when she saw she was chained down to the wooden floor. No. Then it dawned on her; what had happened before she woke up in this room. Right. I was caught.

She was seen by one of the handmaid servant trying to free her leg. The sounds she made could be heard outside the room. The lady took pity on her. She came in with the food tray and tapped the distressed girl's shoulder.

She backed away but then relaxed as she felt no danger in the servant's presence. She refused to eat her lunch. The second time the servant came for dinner, she only glanced at the food served and went back to look outside the window.

When the servant turned to leave, she rushed after her and caught her sleeve.

"Please, there's a child waiting for me..." tears forming at the brim of her eyes.

When the old lady nodded, only then did she touch and nibbled on her food.

From the guest's chamber, the servant did not go back to the pantry nor to the kitchen to help the cook, instead she continued to walk pass the guards on the room at the end of the hall. Knocked and entered the huge doors.

She motioned to her left, bowed and said, "The girl is awake my Lord."

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