Aftermath of Battle ➳| Kingsman ·Eggsy Unwin·

ch. XI -- More to tell.

Sophie was already sitting in a cab, driving to the address that sister Jane had given her. When Sophie asked where she had gotten it, nun had said that someone had sent it to her when Sophie went to work for Kingsman tailor shop.

Holding her coffee cup in her hand, Sophie looked through the cars window and realized that she was slowly leaving streets of London,

She had no idea that Eggsy once again was looking for her back at orphanage. And at this moment she even didn't care.

The further away from city she was the lesser she thought about Kingsman. As the roads got more twisty and winding, Sophie let her eyes wander across all the green around. Taking turn on the right, cab driver pulled down the road that took the girl into more secluded area. Soon she realized that this seemed like a place where rich people would escape the world and seen piece in their own grand homes.

All houses looked like they were built from bricks- old yet respectable. With wines and greenery growing on them. And big groomed yards with high metal fences. This view made her shiver. Some even looked as if they were built in French chateau style- small but carrying their purpose in all their glory.

Taking another turn on the left, this time Sophie was taken on a narrow gravely road that went up hill. Girl looked at the trees. They seemed oddly familiar.

As the cab drove through big metal gates that were surrounded by huge detailed brick arc which already was cover in moss and wines; house appeared in Sophie's field of vision.

"What is this place?" she mumbled to herself as she looked at the piece of paper. Rising her eyes back up she stared at the old brick house that seemed to be slowly taken over by greenery. The three-story house still looked as if someone was looking after it.

"There you go Miss." Cab driver said as Sophie exited the car. She stared at it not knowing what to do. As the car drove away she was left there standing all alone. Birds were chirping and the typical England wind swept her hair out of her face.

"You must be miss Richards." Middle-aged woman asked standing beside Sophie. Girl snapped her head towards the woman and looked at her with puzzled look on her face.

"Do I know you—I mean, yes?" Sophie rambled, quickly scratching out her hand.

"Oh, no, no. We haven't met before. I'm Claire Westfall." female introduced shaking Sophie's hand.

"I have been trusted to look after this house until your arrival." Claire continued.

"My arrival?" Sophie raised her eyebrows.

"Did I lose something here?" Sophie asked.

"Come inside. I think you'll need to sit down after this next bit, sweetheart." Claire said gently taking girl's hand and leading her inside. Sophie's survival instincts kicked in and she stood ground.

"Why should I trust you?" Sophie narrowed her eyes.

"Because I assure to you that Merlin gave this address to one of the Sisters back at orphanage who later gave it to you, Sophie." Woman explained softly.

"You know Merlin, you- you know my name?" Sophie took step back.

"I know a lot more, but you need to come sit down." Claire answered gently pulling Sophie in the house.