"Open a room."
Audrey laid out a few copper coins on the counter, her exhausted expression and disheveled state made whoever saw her think she was an adventurer returning disappointed from ruins.
Unlike Boudica and Amanda, who had their own foundations in Hamlet, they had people to rely on and didn't need to think about anything but going home and sleeping.
But Audrey couldn't; she had no home, just a small room in a hotel.
The last time she provocatively challenged the Lord, she was caught and thrown into the asylum; at that time, she truly thought she was finished.
Now the Lord really let her go and even gave her a bounty, all of which made her feel unreal.
If not for the combat scars that remained on her body, she probably would only think this was a nightmare.
But there were no wounds behind the torn clothes, not even scars, which made her feel even more off.
Her brain instinctively did not want to touch that memory, which further confused her.
