A Royal Pain in the Ball ✓

Chapter 31 - The Jewelry Ring Store

"Averithe." He called as he saw her coincidentally as he dressed up, brushed up the final details of his black suit, his brown tie collared around his neck as he brushed up his dusts at his sides and doing the final touch-ups to his suit.

And she glanced to see him, as she closed the door to her room -- to get some food, she thought, as she was getting a tiny snack for her stomach.

The worst timing, she thought.

And that she blinked and didn't nod at him or respond as he kept looking at her. "I was about to go out, in a while, and you may come with me if you want.." He kind of trailed off for a moment, before glancing away and fixing his collar. The final touch that he did as he pulled it down and looked at her again.

She swore, she wouldn't talk to him again, so she just stared at him. Inside her mind, that he kind of looked a little bit whiny, desperate, and a sad look on his face, and she herself didn't know what to say, what to expect and how to respond to this man.

As she was across him and he passed by her, as he walked, walking down the stairs, and perhaps the carriage or limousine that was waiting. She no longer felt hungry anymore. As she sighed. Softly, at her thoughts and what she would do now.

And perhaps, it was not a bad idea to come along. He probably would just go and grab some ingredients and ate a me before he went home. And so, she did follow, treading down the steps after that she caught up, as she caught her breath and looked him in the eyes.

To see it glimmer up, a sign that this was a bad sign. And she froze. Wished that she could telelport in an instance.

"Come. The limousine is waiting." He stated as he spun, the slowest that she could ever saw as he pushed the door open to the sunlight. And she, that none other, followed him behind, and there they went.

During the arrival. Of the place that Cain sought out to visit, they both got down off the limousine. A space that was quite far from the marketplace, or rather as he quite stated silently before, the center of the marketplace, full of stores, vendors and booths more graceful than the previous - full of grimey stuff that she'd seen before, and her stomach almost boiled thinking about it.

She kept that in mind - lingered actually, as she slammed the door to the limousine shut.

To a scene, a moment that he walked faster than she thought he would. Leaving her slightly behind, and leaving her to just stare onto his back, the streets, and the people walking around not quite crowded as she noticed, that she was confused whether to run the other way or to just follow him until she dropped dead.

He was quite a difficult man. To understand, and to talk to. Quite unwillingly that she did, decided to follow behind his footsteps, or else she would get lost like a deer and never find her way back home. Regrettably.

She propped a sigh out her mouth, and she walked behind him, as she didn't protest. Rather, she just wanted to put a pat on his cheek -- a slap. Some sense into him - because he would rather be supposed to be like a gentleman as such when she first met him. That she remembered. But that was long gone now, and she didn't know where it went.

As so, she walked, really closely behind him, and she was about to step on his foot -- quite accidentally, ravishly on purpose, until he turned abruptly before she even got the chance to, and entered the store.

To what she noticed, a moment later was a ring jewelry store. For women, young such as her age to get married. And she felt like the earth would crumble onto her in an instant, and she'd be doomed. And she was screwed. As she stared agape, at the large sign of a logo plastered, with the symbol of a ring at the side, sparlking and glimmering its light, seeming to mock her own self. Such a nuisance and a mockery for her teenage youngling.