Thread: Don't You Dare (Silverknight & EvaRose)

The man behind the counter could provide the woman with a little information because there was not much to say about the kingdom. Which meant that there was little honest work to do and that she might have to slit a few throats just to make her coin purse hefty, or add a few more to the saddle of her chosen, and somewhat special, steed. The animal was easy enough to feed, but the woman herself not so much. Meat was easy enough to hunt for but vegetables, fruits and grains were things that farmers grew and that she had to pay for if she wanted to eat it and take care of her body the way she ought to. Not only that, but she was not big on meats other than fish. With a sigh, the elven woman sat up straight and crossed one leg delicately over the other, showing off her slender legs as she drew the mug of beer closer to her. The runaway princess grew in the last twelve years into a lovely woman who would look twenty for the rest of her life, most likely. The beer had a nice look to it with foam on the top that she probably would not consume no matter how much she tried to. That didn't mean she would not have fun drinking the alcoholic beverage anyway. Vanya was quick to guzzle down the beer, drinking it as fast as any man could if not faster. The show left the barkeep speechless as she slammed the mug down on the counter and demanded another. You have money to pay for this beer, lady? Of course I do. One minute please. Ducking down, she slipped off a boot just to reach an arm inside and draw out a small coin purse. The boot was soon slipped onto her foot with one hand, while the other tipped the coin purse to drop the coins within before the man. And enough for a round for each person in here. But, I've no interest in paying for their drinks, so just keep providing me with some and I'll pay you before I leave. Vanya slipped the coins back into the small bag as the man went to get some more beer for her. As soon as the barkeep was gone, the woman turned around to scan the bar patrons. There were a few women inside, either flirting with men or sitting to the side and observing what could be their prey. They were either bar flies, just like the men, or prostitutes looking for a drunk to take money from without really remember if they slept with a woman or not. Beer could make fools out of good men. As her gaze ran over the people once more, the green orbs fell on a tall and messy haired man. She couldn't help but stare at his head and wonder what his hair would look like if it was combed nicely. Then, just for a few moments, she thought that it would have been better to leave her sword with her pet, but forced the thought back just as fast as it came to her. Before she could even look away, Vanya saw the necklace around his wrist, blinking a few times until her cheeks flushed a bright shade of red and she quickly turned back around as the barkeep placed another mug in front of her. Thank you very much. She slipped off the stool and to her feet, quickly drinking the beer and paying the man. With that, she tried to slip out of the bar without being noticed, not looking up as she heaed for the door. After twelve years, she still remembered the necklace that her grandfather gave her. There was no way that she could not.