Who are you, hero? Or maybe villain? Or every worse
A Noble Lady
Hilda looked down at herself and remembers....
She looks at her surroundings and yawns. She is sitting inside a well-adorned but cramped carriage. She looks outside and notices that it is moving through the small road in the middle of the woods. She sees the yellow sky that indicated that it is almost dusk.
She is a middle aged noble lady who is returning home after dealing with some matters in another city.
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