"Excuse me?" I asked in shock.
"You heard me, girl. I know you're not a child. You're old enough to get married!" I blushed at that. "I don't know who you are, but if you're important enough to be FOLLOWED, I want nothing to do with you. You hear that? NOTHING!"
I was speechless.
"Followed?" I said breathlessly, also a bit shocked at Ma Bethy's yelling.
"I know what I said," Ma Bethy said sassily. I now was more aware of the act she put on.
"Who was following me?"
"Some Avenian," she replied.
I gasped, and nearly fell off the chair. Her accent, which was previously Avenian, was now a convincingly Carthyan one. What else was she lying about?
"I-I need some time alone," I said timidly.
Ma Bethy pointed to a bedroom. I rushed inside and tried to compose myself. I had more pressing matters to think about.
I needed to escape from here without being seen. If Ma Bethy was against me, she surely wouldn't have told me I was being followed, but what if it was all a rouse?
I smacked my forehead. I was stupid to trust anyone. I was one of the most wanted people in Avenia, and instead of going to Drylliad, I let myself be pampered by an Avenian?! Even if Ma Bethy didn't know who I was, she still tricked me, and that brought down my self-confidence and esteem by a mile.
I thought about what she had told me, and how sweet she looked. It made me want to kick something. I was so foolish!
I took a few deep breaths (and did some light wall-kicking) and thought of a plan.
I still had the map, which was wrinkled now. That was it.
I had to get to Carthya soon.
This. Was a VERY short chapter. Welp. But it works, right? RIGHT?! I'm sorry I've been slow, (preparing to publish a new story tomorrow!) but I hope this will help. Kind of. I'm running out of ideas for this. We all know how it ends, so this is just the in-between, and though this story has like, one follower, there are some Guest readers too, so if anyone has any ideas, feel free to PM or review! Until then, this story will be on temporary hiatus.