12 O'Clock Marionette

Chapter 31

I lifted my eyelids.

A blurry orange hue spread across my vision like paint.

Hair. Someone’s hair.@@@@

“Wow, wow, wow!”

A middle-aged woman crouched in front of me, chattering excitedly.

Qudil, one of the Nine Elders.

The moment I recognized her, my mind sharpened.

“Look at these eyes! They’re like gemstones! I could sell them for a fortune!”

“You’re making such a fuss over something so trivial.”

This one was larger and bulkier, though the windows were also covered with thick black curtains.

A transport carriage, most likely.

But other than that, nothing seemed different.

I wasn’t bound. My vision wasn’t obstructed.

Ah, but my fingers did feel a little... empty.

The ring Cruello had given me was missing.

And that meant—

“Looking for this?”

Qudil held up her hand, the ring glinting on her finger.

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