Chapter 103: [103] 200 Meters Never Felt So Far
A woman in a green dress stepped into the room, carrying a basket of herbs. Her black hair was pulled back in a bun, and her turquoise eyes widened slightly upon seeing Calypso standing.
"You should be resting, my lady," she said.
Calypso stared at her, recognition dawning. "Margaret?"
The woman glanced toward the door, then quickly closed it before turning back to Calypso. "It’s Margot here," she said in a hushed voice. "But yes, it’s me. Thank the gods you remember."
"You came through the gate too! Do you know what happened? Where are the others? Have you seen Xavier?"
Margaret—or Margot—set down her basket and approached Calypso, gently guiding her back to the bed. "Sit before you fall. You’re still recovering."
Calypso allowed herself to be led, noticing now the subtle differences in her classmate’s appearance. Margaret’s hair was styled differently, and her clothes were nothing like what she’d worn at Catalyst, but her eyes and face were unmistakable.
"I don’t know much more than you do," Margaret said once Calypso was seated. "I woke up three days ago in a healer’s cottage outside the city. An old woman named Frida had found me in the snow and taken me in. According to her, I’m her apprentice who’s been studying with her for two years."
"But that’s not possible," Calypso said. "We just arrived."
Margaret nodded. "I know. But everyone here has memories of me—of Margot—that go back years. It’s as if we’ve been inserted into existing lives in this world."
"That would explain why they think I’m this Lady Selene person," Calypso mused. "But why? And how?"