The Girl He Sold Returned As The King’s Mate Chapter 08
After hearing my answer, she covered her face and wept.
“Evelyn. It really is you.”
The Royal Justice Office also matched an old scar on my left index finger to Riverbend Medical Center’s records from thirteen years ago.
There was no longer any doubt.
But I didn’t tell the full story of those thirteen years just yet.
First, the investigators displayed the illegal transfer records recovered from six different territories.
Starlight Carnival renamed me Seventeen.
Two years later, they sold me to a touring acrobatics troupe. There, they called me Reed.
After that, I was sent to the underground laundry of a private resort and worked unregistered night shifts in a garment factory.
I was sold six times in total.
Every single time, I had a price.
The lowest was eight thousand dollars.
The highest was forty thousand.
On the screen, those transactions took up only six lines of text.
But every time I was moved, I had to learn how to survive all over again.
Which footsteps meant I had to hide. Which silences meant crying was useless. Which fire escape wouldn’t trigger an alarm.
I stopped remembering my birthday. I only remembered whether I could save enough for a pair of shoes that didn’t leak before I was taken away again.