The plan 2

He had a point. No wonder he knew.

"So then, what's your plan?", he suddenly asked.

"Since it was the duty of my family I will save her. But I think for that I need your help first."

"Sure, I'll help you as much as possible.", he said, his anger long gone. He had got moodswings, I guessed. Very hard moodswings.

"Can you teach me how to fight?", I asked him but I was afraid of him saying no, like my father did.

"That's the least I will do. But what exactly is your plan?", he questioned again.

"When I've finished learning to fight i will look out for them. If they have a new victim catches they would have to bring it to somewhere or someone. I will follow them there and then we have to fix the plan on the information we get from that.", I explained my thought.

"Yeah, it what if they see you? What if they recognise you? You know they have threatened you with Erika already, what if they keep their promise? What if they really harm her?", he was trying to make me think.

"Those are good questions. I dont know either.", I admitted humbly and I lowered my head. And again I didn't think it through till the end. I wasnt very good in making plans, but for that i had Con now, he would help me to plan things out.

"You've got to go by another identity, dont you think?", He smiled at me with some hidden meaning that i didn't understand.

"Well, I guess, that's a great idea! But how would I get one?", I thought out loud.

"Let me think about that for just one minute!", he responded and looked up and down on me. What was he doing? He was so smart, but I was so dumb, it started to hurt me at some point. But thnk about it, it could be easy to get a new identity. You could dress differently, dye your hair and go by another name. And finally you'll have to act different. But to keep one of these worlds unrevealed to the other one could be very difficult.

I want to let him know that I have understood without his explanation so j blurt it just out: "So, I thought about it. I'll go with another name, how about Magherite? Then I'll have to..."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Your identities are going to be the exact opposite. First of all: You can't take a flower related name again! Second: you'll pretend to be a boy!"

"A what? No! Not ever!", I shout at him in anger. How should I ever be a boy? No, definitely not happening!

"Yes you will! Look, nobody would even dare to think of you two as the same person. You would be covered perfectly. And I think not even those trafficers would come behind that act, if you only play it very well.", he had a point there.

I considered a little. It had both, good and bad. So whatever I would choose, it wasn't optimal. I sighted.

"See? Wouldn't be that bad.", he said in a soft voice.

I nodded slowly. I knew, I would regret that later.

"Perfect! So now come with me, I'll show you something at home."

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I watched myself in the mirror. That wasn't me. I looked so... foreign. Such short hair, but I never cut it, so normal clothes, not a dress, but normal trousers. Not even a little expensive, no just normal. I liked it, but still, so, not me. A deadly weapon on my side, my sword. It was a beautiful one, but still very plain. I loved it. And then the plain brown wrap. I really looked like a male person.

I turned left, I turned right. No flaw at all. Ok, yes they were Con's clothes, so they only can look like menswear but I had sewed them to my size, see, I'm way smaller than him.

I finally decided to take it all off, after all it was past one o'clock in the morning. I looked over to my bed. Ah, how nice would it be to lay in there and sleep! But I had to take those clothes to the secret room. They cannot be seen by anyone, so they have to be there.

As I walked there I realized that I can't call the secret room 'the secret room' forever. How should I call it, so nobody who hears Con's and mine conversations would become suspicious? Junk room? Maybe.

Well, as I saw the painting of whoever that was - all I knew about her was, she was called Hannahlya of Lippere and she has been 'mom's' best friend - I remembered her. In the small flashback I had, I saw her as she leaned down and kissed my forehead. That was all, and even though it only was a small act, it made clear to me, who I am.

I am Lilliana Elizabeth of Lippere!