Once the man left the area for good, the lady heaved a sigh.
"Noblemen these days never give a single shred of respect to the people who provide them their goods."
The lady turned over to face me. "You alright, kid?"
"I'm fine."
Just a little surprised by how much strength you have.
"You don't seem fine."
Oh.
"I don't?"
"Not at all ki-" The lady frowned. "I really shouldn't keep calling you kid."
"Do you have a name?"
"Howard Houdini." The lady shook her head. "No not that. That's not your name."
I blinked in surprise. 'So she did know.'
She kept calling me kid this whole time, so I wasn't even sure if the lady knew. "So you knew?"
"Know what?"
There was confusion on my face. Did she know? "That I'm-"
"A girl?" I slowly nodded to her quiet response. "A boy wouldn't act so giddy staring at baguettes."
I blushed. 'She saw the way I was staring at the baguettes?!'
"So your true name is?" The lady returned to her former question. I hesitated to reply, but then quietly muttered.
"Lucia."
"No last name?"
I shook my head. "I'm an orphan."
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Clock Work (Book 1)
FanfictionIt was not a mere accident. I was supposed to head home like all of the other good children, but I saw bad men picking on a dog while leaving with my earnings. I tried to save the dog, but I ended up getting hurt in the process. When I woke up, I fo...
