Prologue

I am posting my re-written prologue for my Liliannalissa story. I haven't posted in a while, so I thought, "What of it? Maybe they can help!" It's relatively short, so if you read it and decide to comment, I would greatly appreciate any advice you might have for me.
Here it is...

Prologue
She slipped out the gate, past the guards, away from home. Something about the air outside helped her think clearer. Her birthday was tomorrow. Her life would change, she knew. But for now, at least she had one consistent thing, something she never planned to change.
She knocked on her friend’s door.
“Who is it?” a gruff voice called out.
“A friend.”
The door opened. “It’s you.”
“The Braided Fairy?” asked a young girl with curly blond hair. She sat on a narrow bed with her leg elevated. She was covered with quilts from her last trip to town.
“May I come in?”
“Of course.”
The “Braided Fairy” took off her hood and let her long brown braid fall to the ground. “How are you doing today, Daisy?”
“Quite well. Better than last week, anyway.” Daisy pushed her short curls out of her face.
“Glad to hear it. I brought something for you.”
“Ya did?”
“Yes.” She produced her parcel of fudge from her cloak. “Open it.”
Daisy’s eyes grew wide. “Chocolate! Thank ya so much, Fairy!”
“You are very welcome.”
A few bites later, Daisy piped up again. “Fairy?”
“Yes, Daisy?”
“Why won’t a tell us your real name?”
“It is best that I stay as much a secret as possible.”
“But why?”
“Just trust me.” The girl looked ready to protest, to ask more, but she decided better of it and took another bite of fudge.
Not long later, Daisy was asleep, and the “Braided Fairy” was on her way to the door. Daisy’s father stopped her. “Thank ya so much fer all you’ve done. If it weren’t fer you, we couldn’t have gotten Daisy that infection medicine. Hannah tries to help, but half the money she earns goes to her friends, generous girl, and what’s left is used fer food.”
“It was nothing, sir.”
“I was wonderin’… I have a friend who needs some help. Do you think you could…”
“Who is it, and what does this friend need?”
“Her name’s Sarah. She’s blind and crippled, and her daughter was kidnapped, probably taken a slave, and now she ain’t got no one to help her. They’re goin’ to kick her out of her house, shack that it is, if’n she doesn’t get some money soon.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” With that, the Braided Fairy disappeared into the night, stopping once more before returning home.