<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 26px">Annie, The Hero</span></span>​</div><br/>Annie was taken aback by the sudden threat of flogging. Did she really commit such a grievous misstep? It had only been a few sentences. Annie frowned, looking to the others before looking back to Astrea.<br/>"Oh. Um. Thank... you? Mah apologies, milady. Ah didn't mean no disrespect." Annie said to Astrea. Then Astrea received the news that they would not be stopping in a town for some time. Quite clearly, she had not known that. A look of horror and disgust came across her face, and Annie couldn't help but to feel bad for the noble. This type of travel was rough and dangerous, and nobles tended not to be used to that kind of life. It was likely to be rough for her.<br/><br/>"Don't worry." Annie said to Astrea, giving the noblewoman an authentic smile. "Ah'm sure you'll do just fine. Ah can tell yer pretty tough, 'specially if you were able to defeat Mr. Ian."<br/>As she spoke, Annie was suddenly struck with a realization. She quickly looked over to the professor.<br/>"Um, w-wait, ah mean milord!" Annie said to Ian. "I'm sorry! Ah didn't know you were a Count! Um, ah mean... aw, shoot."<br/>Annie shook her head and slapped her saddle in frustration. She looked to Ian and Astrea apologetically.<br/>"Ah'm sorry. Ah don't know much about this whole decorum thing. Ah thought ah just had to be respectful, but now ah dunno. How am ah supposed to talk ta ya?" Annie asked Ian and Astrea.