Tiara’s cloak was soaked. Mud clung to her legs. She had not eaten in two days.
The town ahead looked more like a sprawl of crumbling roofs than a haven, but it was the only place left before rogue lands began.
Flashback_____
"Why didn't you two wait for me?" an old woman asked the gossiping ladies.
"Forgive us, we totally forgot to branch by your house," one of the women apologized, biting her nails.
A wave of relieve washed down Tiara's body, happy she had not been discovered.
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Back to the present,
When she arrived, she was met with narrowed eyes, muttered slurs—stray, packless, omega garbage.
A butcher refused to take her coins, a baker threw stale bread at her feet, the people in the new town where she had just arrived were as mean as hell.
She spent the first
