Now that the fight was over, the four girls separated going their separate ways for now. Siia, who was the youngest of the group appearance wise, decided to head into the marketplace and pick up the bread she ordered. She didn't like the part of town she picked the bread up from, because it was known to have some really bad people at times. That part of town was known for the scum who liked to sexually harass women. When Siia went strolling by the group that earlier was flirting with girls and sexually harassing they decided to follow the pretty little teenage girl wearing an angelic white dress that flowed down toward her knees.
Siia walked over toward the place where she picked up her bread. Though when she got to the place she noticed the original clerk wasn't there. She was a bit curious why he wasn't there since everytime she picked up her bread he was there. She didn't really want to say anything to the smelly guy who she could smell from where she was, but she wanted her bread so she decided to approach him regardless of his pungent stench. The guy had a wide grin as he approached where he greeted her like any normal clerk, "How may I be of service to you, missy?"
The fact the man just called her "missy" made her frown. Never has anyone called Siia "missy' before and this was certainly a first. She was starting to suspect something fishy was going on, but unless in self-defense she wasn't allowed to utilize her magic. "For one it's not "missy" and two I came here to pick up my order." Siia sighed at the man bored by how he was trying to impede her by addressing her like what she would call a moron. She handed him the money anyway where he handed her the bread.
Little did she know that the man behind the counter had changed the price on the bread she bought. When she tried to walk away three other smelly individuals stopped her from leaving. The man at the counter was yelling at her as she turned her attention toward him. "HEY, YOU BITCH! You think you can short change me and get away with it?"
Siia turned around while she placed her hand near her sword just in case the three hooligans behind her tried to creep up on her. She frowned where her a serious expression lit up on her face and her eyes became fiery when she looked at the fact someone had modified the price after she had left. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL!" Siia yelled at the man as her voice echoed in the vicinity. She knew the man had changed the price and that he wasn't the owner of the store. She was a bit curious how he was running the shop. Before she could ask he peered right into her ice with a sinister grin on his face, "Why don't you just take off that dress and we'll call it even?"
Siia was enraged when he tried to get her to take off her dress. She knew the man was being a pervert. She couldn't do anything since they weren't doing anything illegal and if she drew her weapon she would be in the wrong. She thought dammit in her mind, because of the fact this man was playing her for a fool. The man became impatient where he signaled toward his men to surround the girl so she could not escape. "I think I told you to take your dress off, so do it already!" This time he climbed over the counter and grabbed her arms suspending the above her head and pin them against a wall. "Are we going to do this the easy way or do you want me to do this the hard way and get rough?"
"Get your hands off me, you pervert!" Siia yelled as the man had her hands pinned up against a wall suspended above her head with one of his hands. He grinned as he sniffed around and enjoyed the essence that came off her. The man once again demanded, "I'll let you go when you pay me the rest of what you owe. You can either give me your dress or I'll take the money out of you another way. So what is it going to be?" His grin became even more wide since he would get his way either way. Siia was furious, but there was nothing she could do while she was in the position she was in. She couldn't even bring her leg up to kick him, because he pinned her against the wall tight.
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"If he wishes to speak to me alone then I will honor his request." Meira said as she looked over toward Ranathia who was very upset and threw herself up from the table not liking how she had to trust this person she hardly knew. Though if that is what her liege desired she would honor her wish even if she didn't like it. She didn't want to do anything to displease the one she was meant to protect.
Meira felt a little guilty telling Ranathia to leave. She knew that Ranathia was very upset and that she was probably going to vent out her later for her decision, but this person might have valuable information. She knew Ranathia didn't trust anyone that she didn't know despite their social status, but knowing it was a knight from an order made Meira put her faith in him and listen to what he had to say. Perhaps she could learn something from all this.
Ranathia walked away from her seat with a very serious look on her face. She stopped for a moment in front of Alexander and placed her hand down near him as she faced to face to face. She intended to let him know how she felt about having to leave as she ordered her maid into the other room with her dish. "If her highness wishes to speak to you alone I will honor her wishes, but I'm not doing this for you. Don't get any ideas that I am getting friendly with you, because I'm not. I don't know about this order or if you're a reputable knight nor do I care right now. I trust no stranger that waltzes in this house especially foreigners." She paused for a moment as she drew her blade and let it rest on the table, Meira was about to object where Ranathia gave her a gesture that she wasn't going to do anything. Just let this person know that she wouldn't tolerate anyone using her liege for their ambition. "I will warn you, if you are using or planning to bring harm to the princess I will cut you down where you stand without blinking an eye. Do I make myself, clear? Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go see if my informant has returned from Guardia." Those were her final words as she sheathed her sword and walked away with a very disturbed and suspicious look that was on her face.
Siia walked over toward the place where she picked up her bread. Though when she got to the place she noticed the original clerk wasn't there. She was a bit curious why he wasn't there since everytime she picked up her bread he was there. She didn't really want to say anything to the smelly guy who she could smell from where she was, but she wanted her bread so she decided to approach him regardless of his pungent stench. The guy had a wide grin as he approached where he greeted her like any normal clerk, "How may I be of service to you, missy?"
The fact the man just called her "missy" made her frown. Never has anyone called Siia "missy' before and this was certainly a first. She was starting to suspect something fishy was going on, but unless in self-defense she wasn't allowed to utilize her magic. "For one it's not "missy" and two I came here to pick up my order." Siia sighed at the man bored by how he was trying to impede her by addressing her like what she would call a moron. She handed him the money anyway where he handed her the bread.
Little did she know that the man behind the counter had changed the price on the bread she bought. When she tried to walk away three other smelly individuals stopped her from leaving. The man at the counter was yelling at her as she turned her attention toward him. "HEY, YOU BITCH! You think you can short change me and get away with it?"
Siia turned around while she placed her hand near her sword just in case the three hooligans behind her tried to creep up on her. She frowned where her a serious expression lit up on her face and her eyes became fiery when she looked at the fact someone had modified the price after she had left. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL!" Siia yelled at the man as her voice echoed in the vicinity. She knew the man had changed the price and that he wasn't the owner of the store. She was a bit curious how he was running the shop. Before she could ask he peered right into her ice with a sinister grin on his face, "Why don't you just take off that dress and we'll call it even?"
Siia was enraged when he tried to get her to take off her dress. She knew the man was being a pervert. She couldn't do anything since they weren't doing anything illegal and if she drew her weapon she would be in the wrong. She thought dammit in her mind, because of the fact this man was playing her for a fool. The man became impatient where he signaled toward his men to surround the girl so she could not escape. "I think I told you to take your dress off, so do it already!" This time he climbed over the counter and grabbed her arms suspending the above her head and pin them against a wall. "Are we going to do this the easy way or do you want me to do this the hard way and get rough?"
"Get your hands off me, you pervert!" Siia yelled as the man had her hands pinned up against a wall suspended above her head with one of his hands. He grinned as he sniffed around and enjoyed the essence that came off her. The man once again demanded, "I'll let you go when you pay me the rest of what you owe. You can either give me your dress or I'll take the money out of you another way. So what is it going to be?" His grin became even more wide since he would get his way either way. Siia was furious, but there was nothing she could do while she was in the position she was in. She couldn't even bring her leg up to kick him, because he pinned her against the wall tight.
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"If he wishes to speak to me alone then I will honor his request." Meira said as she looked over toward Ranathia who was very upset and threw herself up from the table not liking how she had to trust this person she hardly knew. Though if that is what her liege desired she would honor her wish even if she didn't like it. She didn't want to do anything to displease the one she was meant to protect.
Meira felt a little guilty telling Ranathia to leave. She knew that Ranathia was very upset and that she was probably going to vent out her later for her decision, but this person might have valuable information. She knew Ranathia didn't trust anyone that she didn't know despite their social status, but knowing it was a knight from an order made Meira put her faith in him and listen to what he had to say. Perhaps she could learn something from all this.
Ranathia walked away from her seat with a very serious look on her face. She stopped for a moment in front of Alexander and placed her hand down near him as she faced to face to face. She intended to let him know how she felt about having to leave as she ordered her maid into the other room with her dish. "If her highness wishes to speak to you alone I will honor her wishes, but I'm not doing this for you. Don't get any ideas that I am getting friendly with you, because I'm not. I don't know about this order or if you're a reputable knight nor do I care right now. I trust no stranger that waltzes in this house especially foreigners." She paused for a moment as she drew her blade and let it rest on the table, Meira was about to object where Ranathia gave her a gesture that she wasn't going to do anything. Just let this person know that she wouldn't tolerate anyone using her liege for their ambition. "I will warn you, if you are using or planning to bring harm to the princess I will cut you down where you stand without blinking an eye. Do I make myself, clear? Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go see if my informant has returned from Guardia." Those were her final words as she sheathed her sword and walked away with a very disturbed and suspicious look that was on her face.