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✦ Vivian thought over his answer carefully, biting her bottom lip once more when she saw the truth in his eyes. Her feelings at the moment were extremely conflicted, on one hand she always prided herself in being able to know when someone was lying to her. It came with having no one but a bunch of politicians. But then on the other hand this man before her was accusing her father of being a Tyrant! This can't be. My father always told me to love my people and be kind and they would love me. There is no way that he could be talking about my father... But then again this would also explain why I was never actually allowed to leave the castle. Ad those were the bodies of my father's people back there. Even if they are rebelling younshould never harm your people. Her head was begining to spin with how much she was taking in but she refused to let it distract her when she was finally getting some useful answers. "Ok let's play the hypothetical game. So hypathetically let's say I believe you... A few things click together and begin to make sense, hypothetically of course, but there are still some things that don't add up. So, again hypothetically, say I wanted to talk with some of the people here. After all I am their princess and heiress to the crown, I am concerned about what they think as well. I will not base a judgement off of one person. May I talk to some other people? Or would that be over stepping my boundaries?" She didn't want to come right out and say that she was doubting her father because that just seemed wrong, and she still adored her father who she knew cared for her very much. Or at least now she hoped that he did. ✦
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✦ Vivian just glared at the man when he got snarky with her. No s**t sher... I mean I expected as much. Though I don't know how much surveillance yo need on me. After all I don't even know where I m and I have no means of escape. I would probably get lost of found before I even stepped outside this place." She mentally scolded herself. For her slip of the tongue, it wasn't a very princess like thing of her to say, but continued to turn away from the man and go out in search of some answers with the drone in tow. It took her a few minutes to find a place where there were friendly enough looking people and began asking her questions. ✦
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✦ They are all saying the same thing no matter how I word my questions so I guess what he says is true. But that is still my father! I can't possibly doubt him... But I also cannot doubt the words of twenty some odd people. And if I asked anymore people they would probably all say the samething... I have to find out what the goal of this resistance is. There has to be more to this than to just over throw the king. She thought Ashe threw a glance back at the drone that hovered nearby. The machine unnerved her but everyone else seemed unaffected by its precence. With a shake of her head she ignored the drone in favor of approaching an elderly woman who was working on mending something that looked like a shirt. "Excuse me ma'am but may I..." She was immediately cut off by a pair of pants being thrown at her. "No girly but you can help me mend all of these cloths. My machine broke and now I have to do it all by hand... Also you might not want to be so formal around here Princess. You draw to much attention to your title and it's starting to annoy people." The old woman said calmly, effectively shutting the girl up. ✦

✦ Vivian didn't argue, instead she sat down like the woman had instructed before accepting a sewing needle and black thread. She was saddening very grateful for her sewing lessons. "How do you know who I am? I have never ventured out of the castle walls so you could not have seen me around the kingdom." She asked curiously, her eyes focused on the article of clothing in her hands. She was mending a black shirt with a rip down the side of the sleeve. "It's not that hard to figure out who you are. You carry yourselflike royalty, proud and tall. But now that I look into your eyes you look a bit wild. I'll have to talk to Jonathan about that. It could be interesting to see what you can become with such a wild spirit." The old woman said, looking up at the girl as she spoke. Her hands never stopped mending the pants that were in her hands, even when she looked away from them, and Vivian couldn't help but notice how quickly they moved for an old person's hands. "What is you're name ma'am?" She asked, focusing once more on the shirt in her hand before switching it out for a pair of grey pants. "Mildred. Hmm, with stitch work like that I'm going to have to ask Jonathan what I can do about taking you on as a helper." And with that the two woman began to work in silence, Vivian wondering how she had ended up helping with the sewing. ✦

✦ "Mildred, may I ask you a question?" Vivian asked after a while. She waited for the old woman to give a hum of approval before continuing. "I believe Jonathan is the son of General Masters. Do you know if this is true or if the last names are just a coincidence?" She asked carefully. The other halted in her sewing for a second but immediately went at it again. "You're not wrong. He is the son of the late general." The old woman stated calmly. "So he is dead... Why would my father hide that?" Vivian asked quietly, her hands trembling as she placed the gun strap that's he had just finished mending on the finished pile. "Girly I think there is a lot your father is hiding for you. I know that life may have seemed nice and comfy in the castle but that wasn't so in the villages. I lost my own daughter to starvation, and my son has yet to return from war. Though he is on the opposing side, I don't suppose he even knows what happened to either of us nor does he probably care. The old woman threw another shirt at the girl who had forgotten to replace the gun strap. ✦
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✦ "I-I had no idea. I'm so sorry." Vivian apologized, forcing back tears of guilt. "Don't be. You did nothing wrong, you're still just a young girl barely ready to be wed. Now don't cry, if you want to survive here you gotta tuughen up. And if you do cry don't let anybody see. Also if I were you I would keep what I know from Johnnyboy. At least until you can show him that spirit that I see, he's a bit unobservent when it comes to the human's spirit so it may take some time." Mildred said reassuringly, successfully putting a smile on the princess's face. "Thank you Mildred. Your son was a fool for leaving you because you truly are a gem." This had earned a loud barking laugh from the old woman. Vivian upon hearing the woman laugh couldn't help but laugh along with her. "You hear that Jonathan? She thinks I'm a gem. I think I'll keep this one if daddy doesn't come for her. She's handy with a needle and thread to." Mildred chuckled as she caught the leader coming at them out of the corner of her eye, her compliment making Vivian blush. ✦

✦ "Well aren't you sweet boy? To bad I hear a hidden meaning in such a sweet compliment." Mildred cackled as Vivian glared at the man suspiciously. The princess flinched when she heard an annoyed click come from Mildred. "Stop that girl. He is only making an observation. The quickest way to not be treated suspiciously here is by not being supicious. I know that seems like a hard thing to do but you're going to have to make friends here to get by." Mildred scolded the girl who just hung her head shamefully before looking up at the male. "Um yes I have been enjoying myself quite nicely actually. Mildred is great company and I would not of minded meeting her a bit sooner." Vivian managed to stammer out, an embarrassed blush still on her face from being scolded. ✦
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✦ Mildred cackled again making Vivian jump. "Well aren't you just adorable! You would make a cute little house wife if only they could tame you." The old woman teased the girl, succeeding in deepening her blush while Vivian looked away from the two sand just focused on the shirt in her hand. "I'm not adorable, and I will not be a little house wife. I'm going to marry someone with a sense of adventure." The princess mumbled, earning an affectionate sigh from Mildred. "I say we don't give her back Jonathan. I'm serious about this one. You should see the look in her eyes, it's wild and curious. It's not the look of a subdued princess. I'd like to take her on as a helper if I may be allowed to do so. I'm old and can't do as much anymore and I think it would benefit me if she was to help out... Besides with such a pretty girl here you'll be more likely to visit this old bag of bones." Mildred'slast statement made Vivian squeak with embarrasment but the old woman ignored her noises in favor of looking up at the boy. ✦

✦ "Will do Jonathan, and thank you... Don't just sit there girl thank him for giving you permission to stay here." Mildred chided the girl who just sat there dumbfounded. "Um, thank you? And I guess I will be seeing you later on?" Vivian said to the retreating form of the male. She couldn't believe that things were actually working out in her favor. Sure she was still under surveillance but at least she didn't have to be alone now. "Such a tiny body. This'll be a hard one but I think I'll have something for you to put on. And take those ridiculous flowers out of your hair." Mildred ordered the girl before disappearing into a nearby room. Vivian not wanting to upset the old woman set to work on taking the different colored roses out of her hair. She had just untangled the last of the thorny flowers from her hair when Mildred came back with an armful of cloth and a long, white ribbon. "Go put these on and then come back out so I can braid your hair." The old woman said, stopping the drone that still followed the girl from following her in to change. The poor girl didn't need. Anything else to make her nervous. ✦
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✦ A few moments later the princess came out blushing in a pair of black shorts that went down to just below mid thigh and a white long sleeved turtle neck. Mildred had also given her a pair of black work boots that made a heavy sound on the ground when she walked. "You look some what normal now, come here child and sit in front of me." Vivian did as she was told, jumping when she felt the old woman drag her fingers through her long, curly brown hail. "Mildred... Why are my pants so short? Aren't pants supposed to cover your legs?" She asked as she tried to cover up her legs. No one at the castle ever showed this much of their body, they were all trying to bring back the old fashioned sense of modesty, so it confused her to see pants so short. "They are called shorts and the point is they are supposed to be summer pants. I know they may be a little uncomfortable but they are all I had in your size besides a very short skirt. Now sit still before I end up pulling on your hair." Mildred ordered once more, earning herself silent obedience. ✦
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✦ "Slow down Vivian! You're going to get hurt!" Vivian watched the girl as she jumped up onto the railing, a bag of mended clothing on her back. "This is incredible! Mildred this is amazing! I've never seen so many people in one place before! And I didn't know that there were more floors to this place. Can we go for a walk later? Please!" Vivian asked excitedly, nearly losing her balance on the railing. Thankfully she caught herself before she fell. "Later! But first we have to deliver these mended cloths to the storage units on floor two. Now get down from there before you fall. Don't make me regret asking to take you on child." Mildred said tiredly as she passed by the girl. Vivian just pouted for a second before catching the drone out of the corner of her eye. With a wide smile on her face she waved at the drone's camera before hopping down and running after Mildred. ✦

✦ "Where did you say we were again?" Vivian asked, now carrying Mildred's bag as well as punishment for running off earlier. "Has anyone told you that you ask to many questions?" Mildred sighed, watching a sly smile grow on the girl's face. She knew the answer before she had even asked the question. "People might have mentioned something along those lines." This earned a chuckle from the old woman who was beginning to wonder how the princess had stayed as energetic as she was with the king. "We are in the second floor storage area. We'll leave these outside of one of these rooms and the person in charge of that room will organize it. We all have our jobs to do and ours will end for the day when we drop these off. Then I'll take you on a walk and show you around." The smile that lit up the princess's face was well worth wasting her breath on idle chit-chat. ✦
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✦ "Drop the bags here." Mildred said as she pointed to a hook outside one of the doors. "That's it? No knocking on the door, now secret passwords. I just put the bags on the hooks and we leave?" "Yes, that's it. Is there a problem?" Mildred asked while the princess removed the large bags from her shoulders and put them on the hook. "Well I was hoping that it would be a little more exciting like in one of my books..." Vician trailed off. Meanwhile Mildred just stared at her as if she had grown two heads. "You really are a strange girl... Behave yourself and I might have one of my son's old books back in my room when we return. I want to see what you'll try to compare to that book." Vivian's eyes lit up at the thought of getting her hands on a book. She was so excited that she couldn't stop herself from running up to hug the old woman. ✦

✦ "That is enough of that now! You'll brake this old woman's back with a hug like that... Now come you. Let's walk for a bit. I could use a change in scenery, that room gets stuffy after a while and it's crowded with cloths and straps that need mending." The old woman complained as she shoved the girl away before leading her back in the direction that they had come. It made her smile to hear the heavy thumping of the princess's boots running to catch up with her. It almost made her feel like a mother again. ✦

✦ "Come on Mildred! There is so much going on and it's all so exciting that I just can't slow down!" Vivian called out behind her as she weaved around people. She got some annoyed glances from people as she brushed past them but they ignored her in favor of greeting the old woman that was following behind the excited girl. "Child if you don't slow down then I'm going to call someone who can chase after, and restrain you! This child is going to cut my few remaining years short." Mildred's last comment just made Vivian laugh as she waited for the old woman to catch up to her. They were currently back up to the fourth floor where they were taking their time wandering around. It was obvious that the climb out had done a number on Mildred but no matter how much the girl insisted, the old woman refused to takeaway rest. She was not going to be bested by a child. ✦
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✦ Vivian on the other hand really wanted the old woman to sit down for a few minutes so she tried to think of a way to get the woman to sit down. That's when she saw a crate standing against a support beam. "Hey Mildred I'm gonna climb the railing again. Could you sit on the crate and make sure that no one accidentally bumps into me? Thanks!" She called over her shoulder, not even waiting for a response before running over to climb up onto the railing. "This child..." Mildred mumbled, but she didn't argue at the opportunity to sit down. She had just finally managed to get herself comfortable on the crate when a familiar figure came into view in the corner of her eye. "Wow two visits in one day. Maybe I wasn't to far off in assuming that Vivian would bring you around more." The old woman chuckled, half listening to the princess who was babbling about all the things she was seeing down below. She was pretty sure that the young lady had no clue that Jonathan had joined them once more but that was just fine. Jonathat had no problem when it came to making himself known. ✦

✦ "Oh quiet yourself Jonathan I'm getting old! Besides I would love to see you keep up with this girl for even five minutes. Maybe then you'll understand why I'm so tired." Mildred sighed, cringing as the girl almost fell over once more. "Look Mildred they're carrying something down there! I wonder what it is? It's big so it could be an ancient artifact, or a secret weapon. Oh or it could even be a body! That would make for an interesting story don't you think?" Vivian asked the old woman, oblivious to everything else around her. "Hmm... I don't think she heard you. Don't take offense she has been babbling on about what's below for a few minutes now. She seems to have forgotten what's around her... Oh! She really needs to get down before she falls. Child get down from there now or I won't give you that book!" Mildred tried to convince the girl to come down, but Vivian had immediately begin to fawn over two children that chased after a happy couple. "Jeez with how she is acting you would never guess that she was a hostage. Which is a good thing I guess... Well we could be here a while if eyelet her continue on at her own pace. Now how to get her down without making her fall. ✦
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