Lucia POV—
It hurts! My entire body hurts! I felt as if someone had set my throat on fire. Just as I tried to open my eyes, I heard someone talking.
"... I can't believe this! Is it true?"
"Yes, it's true," replied a new voice.
"Fuck it!" exclaimed the first man. It was as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"What should we do with her? You have informed His Majesty, right?" said the second man.
The first man replied, "Yes, I have. I don't how long will he take to respond to my letter. Do you think he will come here personally? I mean, it's daughter. If not for the 'royal mark' on her feet, I would have just sent her to the jail."
"She killed someone... she should go to jail. Then again, this is an unlawful land. On top of that, she is a member of the royal family. And honestly, I don't think... His Majesty will come here personally... even if he is his blood."
Hmmm... so, I have two men in my presence. According to their words, my 'father' is a cruel person. First of all, am I safe? I think I am. They did send my 'father' a letter, informing him of my 'presence.' But how are they sure that I am his 'daughter?' The 'royalty' part? I understand. But daughter?
With some difficulty, I opened my heavy eyelids... which were too aching. I don't how... but they were.
"Look! She is waking up!" exclaimed the first man.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I was greeted with two men bombarding me with their worried looks. One of them immediately rushed to my side and helped me to sit.
He said, "Don't try to talk. Your throat will take one or two days to heal. We have healed you as much as we can. Sometimes, I do hope... I knew healing magic but it's a fantasy. Forget about Detroiute, the entire Arcaplaxe, there is no healer to heal us. We heal with potions. You know that, right? Oh! I forgot to tell you something my name is Wheeler."
I nodded dumbly. Wow, this man can really talk. The first man, Wheeler is a talkative fellow. Although, I am glad for his talkative nature. Indirectly, he is revealing a lot of things to me about this world. 'Healer?' This is cliché. I have heard and seen my daughter had read a lot of novels of this cliché.
"My name is Randy," said the second man.
I nodded and smiled at him. First impression is the last impression. I have to get some information out of them. Dammit! My throat had to betray at the very moment of my requirement.
"Can I ask you something?" asked Wheeler.
I gave him a blank look, and pointed at my throat. "Idiot!" hissed Randy.
Wheeler clasped his hands and bowed. "I am sorry!" His words contained a tinge of fear in them.
I immediately shook my head, as if saying him to take it easy.
"We found a dead body beside you. It belonged to one of the famous assassins in Detroiute. Why did you kill him?" asked Randy.
I narrowed my eyes at his choice of words. This guy, Randy is trying to gauge some information out of me. His words selection is very selective... neither too rude, nor too polite.
He continued, "You can write it on a paper. If you want to, that is."
Wheeler handed me a paper and pen. I looked at them, and then at the paper. Opening the cap, I wrote every single detail of my encounter with the assassin.
After finishing, I handed the paper to Randy. Wheeler gave me a hurt look as I didn't give him the paper. Well, life sucks. So, suck it up Wheeler.
Within some seconds, Randy read the paper and looked at me with a serious expression. "This is serious. Someone has tried to kill a royal family member. Did you know him before?"
I shook my head in denial. Maybe 'Original' Lucia did know him... but I didn't.
"Does this mean someone knew her real identity?!" yelled Wheeler.
Randy nodded grimly.
"It seems so. This is not good."
"What is not good?" said a voice behind Randy. Both of them immediately straightened up and bowed.
"Lord Tungsterm! We welcome you to our house! We are genuinely gratified that you came to house! You laud us with your great presence!"
Both of them said simultaneously.
A man with brown hair and green eyes, was looking at me with a scrutinizing look. His attire looked very expensive. He held a cane in his hand, and a pipe in the other. Unlike Wheeler and Randy, who were wearing cheap clothes and had a very 'friendly' aura around them... this guy had a very 'strong' aura.
With a deep voice, he asked, "Is this true?"