Ristina had noticed that the exchange was not violent.However, she was still causious. Considering these men, and women in the tavern did not have a clue as to who she was. And if they did completely ignored her.<span style="font-style: italic">What is she discussing with him?Damn...why am i even wondering...maybe my death ...maybe not.</span><br/>Her eyes caught a waitress trying to smuggle some money from a poor boy.<span style="font-style: italic">If the world wasn't cruel enough...</span>She sighed. It wasn't as if he wasn't exposed to this. It's just she was always so use to being near the rich.<br/>Yet, somehow she felt she belonged. A nobody..in a nobody's world. That would be so much better....but she shook her head. That could never happen..Royalty is in her blood.