Being a Villainess is No Joke

17. Dashi Run Run Run!

I was making my way to a wig shop after I had gotten a brown cloak and pulled up its hood.

I had successfully managed to sneak out of my carriage without the knights following.

It was easy actually. I just told one of the knights that I was just soooooo hungry and I needed that tart from that shop which was located approximately 3 miles from here and insisted that them to take Seanna with them, giving them some lame excuse. And when the two of them left, I quickly and quietly sneaked out of the carriage with a few golds in my pouch.

I found the wig shop soon enough while remembering the landmarks so I could return without getting lost.

It was a small shop and it had a lot of wigs on display.

"How much is this one for?" I asked the shopkeeper pointing a long black haired wig.

"3 golds."

I took out three golds from the pouch and handed it to him as he asked.

"You are a noble, huh?" He asked me. I paused.

Wait.... How did he guess that? I'm wearing a cloak right now.

I nodded, still thinking where the loophole was.

"Why would a beautiful lady such as yourself need a wig?"

I didn't want to answer so I just replied the question with another question, "Why do you think?"

"Cause you're going bald?" The man said sarcastically and laughed.

Hahaha. Very funny.

But I needed to get away quickly before the knights return, so I replied, "Damn Right." Since I had my hood on, he couldn't get an outline of my hair.

The man looked taken aback.

"You wanna check?" I said clutching my hood as if to reveal my non-existent shiny bald scalp.

"Uh. No. That's not needed." He quickly said and handed me the wig.

I quickly took it and made my way back to the carriage, when I was a few turns away from my carriage, I removed the cloak and wrapped it around my wig so I can quickly sneak into the carriage and stuff it into one of the shopping bags.

When I was about to move on again, I heard some voices coming from a dark alley just in front of me.

"Come with me you little brat! Dammit!" A hoarse voice came, though there was something very different about the language he spoke.

I decided to quickly cross it and pretend I didn't hear anything. I can't get involved in trouble like those nosy female leads in my favourite novels.

As I was passing the alley my eyes decided to take a quick glance out of curiosity(when my brain was freaking screaming at me to not look). And I stopped dead in my tracks.

Eunah?

Was the first thing I thought after looking at the small kid. She looked unrealistically similar to my sister. Though a few years younger. Black hair and black eyes small hands which were trying to get away from the grip of the larger hands pulling her.

"Let go." she spoke and I acted on my instincts.

On my dumb, stupid and heroic instincts.

"Excuse me but the child said to let her go." I spoke sternly before I could stop myself.

The man pulling her looked at me with his sharp eyes and I nearly stopped myself from taking an about-turn and dashing off crying 'Eommma*!!'. (Mommy)