A Woman Like Her

Soft sunlight lit the room, and Artie woke up when she felt her energy had returned. Her eyes roamed the room and realized that she was already in a different place. It was not any carriage or open field. Artie sat up and got to see that her dress was indeed changed again. Moreover, it was differently styled from the ones she had in her luggage. Her eyes then flickered.

Artie then moved to get out of bed and walked to the mirror in the place. She took a look at herself and found nothing wrong with her. Maybe a little thinner now that she kept on fighting. "Hm… where am I?"