“I did not sign up for this,” Carvill mumbled, sitting in front of the woman with Micah beside him, wearing a mask and with the hood of the cloak covering his head. “You do not sign up for anything, Carvill.” The boy said, chuckling before turning to the woman again. “Hello, may I ask your name?” “It is a pleasure to meet you, sir.” The woman said, excitement dancing on her face. “I am Isabell Hunt.” “Hunt?” Micah asked, raising his eyebrow at the woman. “I did not know you were part of that family. I thought you were from this family of actors … Bridget, was it?” Carvill just narrowed his eyes at the boy knowing that he knows that family and that this woman is part of it. He did not say anything, however. Just observing this person in front of him instead. What could this woman

