His back to the man and his sister, he does not let his guard down, his keen sense of hearing picking up on every word that was said to him as he walked away. Not turning around, but pausing in his footsteps, he speaks up, his voice laced with the fact that he meant every single word that he was saying. "You better not. Or I promise you...I'll make you pay." With those last words, and the glinting of silver from a concealed blade held in the palm of his hand, he turns a corner, disappearing from sight.<br/><br/>Theodoric was fuming inside, boiling with annoyance not only with that man, but with his sister. Why did she always have to be like this? So trusting and loving of people who didn't deserve it? Why couldn't she see that that man was nothing but trouble, the reason that their father was murdered? It seemed that he was the only one who could truly lace the pieces together, and from now on he would have to do this alone. Since the police had given up on the case, put it on the back burner. Apparently his father's death didn't matter to them.<br/><br/>Even so, he didn't have much time to think on such matters, as he had another errand to run for his mother, and a job of his own to do after that was finished. So, putting all thoughts of Aaron Annos and his sister to the side, but not completely out of mind, he walks back to the bakery to pick up what needed delivered, his steps brisk, hands shoved in his pockets, and wind tugging gently at his blonde hair. Eyes glinting with purpose. He'd prove Aaron's guilt...one way or another.<br/><br/>☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀☩❀<br/><br/>Hand clenched around the ₣50, stunned by the little happening that had just taken place between her brother and this man. She'd seen her brother angry before, and protective over her well being, but never had she seen that particular look in his eyes before. Such hatred for this man, standing there in front of her, whom had been so kind as to pay her generously. This polite man, who was talking to her so gently. How could Theodoric hate this man so much? Was it really all that had to do with their father?<br/><br/>Roselinann's thoughts were interrupted by a hand that lifted her chin, eyes raising from the ground she was staring so hard at. Her irises glitter in the sunlight that was shining up above, like molten gold straight out of the mint, ready to be made into jewelry, or coins. A blush matching the color of the red roses in her basket makes it's way upon her cheeks at the compliment that the man who was known as Aaron gave her about how her eyes. Seeing the sideways grin upon his lips made her blush even more.<br/><br/>At the question of him asking if she would help him bring the purchased items to his car, she didn't even think about the possibilities that she was in danger of any kind. "A-alright..." She responds, feeling the hand on her shoulder and trying  her hardest to ignore that it was there.<br/><br/>They begin walking, and as they did Aaron brought up the topic of her father once again. A downcast look appears on her face, as if the sun had suddenly just disappeared and rain clouds had taken it's place in the sky. For a moment she didn't respond after he finished asking her if she'd been at the charity dinner six months ago. Silence enveloping them both, until she spoke up, sadness evident in her soft voice.<br/><br/>"Yes, I was there. My mother and brother were as well. Everything happened so quickly back then...I'm so sorry, but it is all a blur. I do remember going, but not any details about it...after my father's death well...I didn't want to remember anything that went wrong...and unfortunately many other memories were pushed away too...If we had met there, I truly am sorry for not remembering."<br/><br/>She tries to smile at that point, all this sadness she was feeling was terrible. Even though her father's death hadn't occurred that long ago, she still tried to make every day as happy as she could. She didn't quit with her flower shop, and still, even after the day that it had happened, made a point in going out and walking around for a bit to sell flowers and any baked goods that her mother wanted sold.<br/><br/>Glancing over at Aaron, she smiles a bit more, the proverbial sun beginning to peek out from behind the clouds. "Thank you for caring though, it means a lot to me. I wish my brother could be a bit more understanding, but that's just how he is." She pauses, and glances up at the sky, a breeze rushing past, and swirling around them, with the scent of roses filling their nostrils. "You should come visit my flower shop sometime. I would really like that..."<br/><br/>At this last comment, she smiles more, and was once again back to normal. Falling silent, she smiles at any who pass them by, waving back and greeting others. It was such a nice day. Too bad that Roselinann didn't see the black clouds that hovered in the distance from behind, threatening to swallow her up whole.