Your highness.
Amber blinked at the woman. She was too old. Maybe she has mistaken her for someone else? But who? Nobody comes here. People say this place was cursed or something. Then who will she mistake her for?
"Uh...no, you must be mistaken, madam," Amber muttered. "I am not Vera...I mean the Vazquez princess you might be talking about. My name is Amber Moreno," The woman stared at her and smiled again, shaking her head.
"I know who you are my dear girl," She said. "You come seeking answers, don't you, princess?"
What? Princess? Who? Her?
"Madam, as I said, I am not a Vazquez princess. Her name is Vera. I am Amber," Amber repeated. Maybe she can't hear or something? The woman nodded her head in a way as if Amber was a big i***t and it was pointless making her understand anyth
