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Victoria's fingers twitched. How did this girl see right through her lie?! Victoria was alarmed but all the more mortified. She looked down in her lap. "I told you....Ahh....Yes." Victoria was such a horrid liar. She held her hands delicately before taking a peek at Kaimei. He seemed interested as well. She swallowed. "I..." How could she explain? She didn't want to burden others with her problems so she hesitated in telling them. She took a shallow breath. They were both inclined in knowing. "You must think of dissapointment, really. I mean, that's what I am to my mother. I...I just mess up a lot. It's really fine. It was my fault anyways," she shook her head. She wanted to think she was fine. Victoria didn't want them to feel pity or anger towards her mother. "You must think of it as odd of me to still be living with my mother and unwed at such an old age of twenty." (Am I right because back in the day, if you were like sixteen and not married, it was considered bad or something?)

Victoria paused at how naive the girl was. "My predicament is rather complicated. I'm...unlike my many sisters. Usually girls get married so young, I'm a bit late in my age. Plus, I own my father's book shop and my mother disapproves of it. She wants to sell it. I'm less domesticated as well. My mother thinks of me as a a spoiled, immature dog. That plus the social problems my family has. It has made my mother bitter over the past years. Yet I assure you, I got what I deserved. It didn't hurt to much, really," she stressed.

Victoria shifted uncomfortably. "Ah, well, my family, at one time, was of nobility. My father, an admirable man he was, was quite the political figure. However, he was very humble and kind. The book shop was like a hobby of his in which I spent so much of my time. When my father went off to become a military leader as requested to do by the king himself, he got killed in a scuttle. My mother, at this time, was a happy woman then. But without a monarch in a family so famous, my mother didn't know what to do with herself. Corrupt men and rumors ruined my mother into a bitter woman. We ended up as commoners. So, our family name is a bit...detestable or embarrassing in the social society of our world. From one to go from a respected noble to be conned by men and mourning of death and to go from that to a lower class is looked down upon. My mother always stresses on how we are looked. It's all about physical appearances to her," she admitted. Seriously, she didn't know why she told them this. Victoria felt vulnerable, as if she felt that she needed to. A weight of her chest seemed to lift, her heart beating as it felt like a thousand butterfly kisses were left on her collar bone. She gave a weak smile then before lowering her head. Why was she explaining this to them? They must think of her as a burden. "I'm so terribly sorry to intrude on your lovely abode with my misfortunes. I...I think I need to leave."

Victoria was completely ignored. She gave a small 'hmph', putting a hand on her hip. "No, I think I'll leave." She straightened her skirts before looking at Amaya. "It was a pleasure to meet you and your siblings. Ah, thank you again for welcoming me so warmly and for treating my hands. I"ll take my leave." She wasn't going to stay for dinner or stay any longer. She husked to the front door, which she had worked to memorized to get back to before picking up two of her bags with one hand and opening the door with the other. The door led to the night, a cold and quiet night it was. Victoria picked up her other bag with her right and stepped outside.

She needed time to formulate what had happened. How the man of her dreams invited her so warmly, how perfect his family was, how ornate it was inside, but also the more personal aspects such as Kaimei himself. Were things really a dream? The paper? Victoria looked back upon the magic shop. It didn't nearly look as good as the contents inside and it definately looked smaller on the outside. Victoria frowned. Something was odd and she didn't like it. Victoria readied herself before she walked back to her shop, which was...very far... Victoria didn't notice it when she was following the paper. Probably because she was so enthralled by the little slip of parchment leading her to the unknown. Victoria huffed, breathing heavily as she made it back to her shop. It was dark, dangerous even and she was unhesitant to get inside.

Victoria entered, locked the door behind her, and lit a candle expertly and setting it on a small table before taking her bags upstairs, to the back room. She prepped the bed-like couch to sleep and changed into some night-wear before going back downstairs to make sure everything was in check. She drew the moth-eaten drapes and went to bed. Sue hopped on her chest, suprising her for a moment before settling to sleep besides her.