If looks could kill, Felicia was sure she would have dropped dead from the way Hayes acted around her. Coming here had been a bad idea. She thought she was being a good fiancee, going where her intended wanted to go. Apparently Alucard didn't realize how deep his friend's hatred ran. Even for a princess who had nothing to do with politics.<br/><br/>Felicia wondered what her intended could offer this man to make him cooperate, but respected that he would not answer it. Respect was a funny thing. She was willing to give it, even to an asshole who didn't deserve it. That was just the way she had been raised.<br/><br/>When Hayes told her about his father, she lowered her head.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry about your father."<br/><br/>She did mean that, she knew her father wasn't always well liked. He did things that others did not agree with. However, she was not her father. In fact, it was highly doubtful that Felicia would ever get close to the throne. She had three older brothers, the laws and decisions made by the crown would, mostly likely, never be hers to make.<br/><br/>Obviously Meredith remembered Hayes' father and not for a good reason. She reached over and touched Meredith's forearm.<br/><br/>"What ever you may think of him, that is just your opinion. Clearly he loved his father very much and he has the right to mourn him. You should not speak ill of the dead, Meredith."<br/><br/>Even if Hayes' father had tried to take her own father down. Of course, her father would do whatever he had to protect his kingdom. She looked up at Hayes with steely blue eyes.<br/><br/>"However, I am not my father and I don't appreciate being treated like scum because of something I had no part of. If this is how lunch is going to be, I'm sorry, Alucard, but I would like to leave."