Three days later, in the early hours of the morning.
Auburn was ready.
She had spent the last three days in the lonely cabin filled with excitement.
And now that the day had come she was filled with anxiety and tempted to run away.
She didn’t think she even had such an option.
Cherry had shown her what she could do and won’t take long in hunting her.
She swallowed and put on her last outfit.
A brown hoodie that concealed her false red hair and covered her entire dress.
And Cherry had been right.
Even down there was red.
She had on a simple but elegant dress.
Cherry had said that the king most likely would accept her more if she was graceful.
She was said to be the opposite of the really grand daughter which was to her advantage.
No one wanted a slave for a grand daughter.
And now Auburn was grateful for how well Candy had raised and taken care of her.
To be as delicate as a flower.
Although Candy had brewing her to be her best and favorite whore.
Thank the goddess that she was dead.
She checked herself to be sure everything was in place.
She gently touched the green necklace on her chest and closed her eyes.
She could do this.
Then she stepped out of the cabin and began her journey.
She walked patiently to see perhaps peasant wolves in vegetable carriages going along the royal palace.
And lucky enough one did.
An old farmer and his children.
"Morning sir. Can I please get a ride?" Auburn had called out.
"Where are you going to?" He asked once he held the ropes of the horses to keep them out.
"Good morning. I’m headed towards the royal palace. I have business there." She said.
"We’re going to the palace itself." He said to her delight. "We can give you a ride if you squeeze yourself in between the potatoes and sand down there."
"Thank you so much!" She said in gratitude.
One of his teenage sons offered her a hand to assist her in climbing up the carriage.
Once she did, she managed to find a big so dirty seat and sat.
"What’s your name?" He asked as the horse walked.
"Auburn." She said.
"Such a fine." He said: "My name is Philip. Those are my kids with you."
She nodded at the children.
They were four children filled at the back with her.
A teenage boy, two teenage girls and a boy most like around the age of twelve.
They all waved nicely at her.
"What are you going in for?" He asked as he dragged the rolling cart along."
"Visiting family." She said. "Actually I’ve never been to the royal palace before."
"Oh you haven’t?" He asked. "Well it’s your lucky day then. Usually the guards won’t let you go near the first gates talk less of the second unless you have official reason to."
He spat the stick he had been chewing. "I deliver vegetables to the kitchens so I’m always let in."

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