By The River (Tiffany)

[Tiffany Derksen]

"Thats cuse i wasnt born as a fucking princess danm it i was adopted into one" She yelled before griping her head again and grunted. "Ugh god danm it" She cursed as her headache was pretty bad as she had quiet alot to drink earlyier so that didnt help things as she waited for the woman to response from her as she was pissed but also had a huge hang over at the same time.

[Venetia de Artio]

”Oh for crying out loud poor you sweetheart,” Replied the now also pissed off Venetia. “It must be terrible to be adopted and taken care of no wonder why you’re sad.” She sat down on the stone she had been resting on earlier, watching the other woman. “As I said you’ve no one but yourself to blame for this.” Her voice was calmer now and she almost had to fight the urge to walk over to the woman and help her.

Venetia did in fact not know how it was to have a hangover. She had been taught by her mother Olivia to stay away from alcohol knowing how it ruined her father’s life. Maybe she did take what Olivia had said a little too serious, she hadn’t even taken a sip of beer ever and had really no idea of what it was like. But seeing this woman now made her happy she’d never tried.

[Tiffany Derksen]

Tiffany had enough she got up before heading over to the woman before speaking and not in her usual princess voice she was more ticked off than anything now.

"You think it was like this for me before? Well YOUR WORNG LOOK HERE MISSY YOU THINK YOU HAVE IT ROUGH JUST BEING WHAT MY ADOPTED PARENTS CALL A COMMONOR! I WAS ONE JUST LIKE YOU BEFORE BUT WHAT CHOICE DID I HAVE BUT TO RUN AWAY I,L TELL YOU NONE I WOULD OF RATHER DIED THAN CONTIUE LIVING IN A HOUSE WHERE I WAS CONSTANTLY ALMOST 24/7 BEATEN BY MY OWN FATHER YOU THINK THAT LIFE IS EASY?!" she yelled in a rather pissed off mood awaiting for her reply.

[Venetia de Artio]

Venetia’s eyes widened of Tiffany’s sudden outburst and found herself speechless for a moment. She hadn’t been beaten by her parents when she was younger, in fact she had never known her biological parents though Paula and Olivia that took care of her had given her nothing but love. “Fine, fine.” She stood up, brushing off some dust on her dress. “Let’s drop this subject and get you back to the castle.” The girl was silent for a moment before forcing the coming words out of her mouth. “Do you need some help, or can you walk on your own?”

[Tiffany Derksen]

"I can get back-" She stated before droping to one knee. Yeah as if their was no way she could get back to the castle by her self and if she took to long her adopted parents would begin to worry as she looked up at the woman.

"I guess i could use some help" she stated with a sigh she didnt like asking for help to much but when she had to she would considering she had alot of help able at her dispole but right now she only had this woman so that was better than anything she could get back at the castle.

[Venetia de Artio]

Venetia made her way over to the woman, putting a hand on Tiffany’s back. She then lifted the arm closest to herself over her own shoulders making the other woman lean her weight on her. “You’re here for the princess’ hand, yes? Then I assume you have your own chambers in the castle right?” Venetia asked as she started walking slowly holding tightly onto Tiffany. Being this close didn’t seem to affect the weapon seller at all, as long as Tiffany didn’t show any signs of flirting.