Love and Redemption

"Name?"

"Redemption."

The old woman writing down my details stopped to look up at me, raising a bushy eyebrow at me. "What is your real name?"

I shrugged sheepishly. "In my culture we are given several names, that is my name right now."

"Do you have a nickname?" She groaned.

"Well in my language, Redemption is actually said as Ryvypezual, so I guess Revvy?" I gave a short smile before continuing. "Spelled R-E-double V-Y."

She continued filling in the forms before stamping them and filing them. "How do you intend to pay today?"

"Just a second." I sifted through my bags and felt for the cold metal discs. I pulled out a single gold piece and sat it down on the desk. This time both eyebrows were raised at me. "Can I get change for a gold piece?"

She picked it up and bit at it for a second, seemingly shocked it was real. "Who did you rob to get this, girl?"

"Someone who deserved it."