"we're just a bunch of kids,

and we're rich"

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As Adelaide and James entered the small town they noticed many things. For one the streets were narrow and crowded with merchants, their haggles always in a contest with their neighbors, growing louder and cheaper with every strained yell.

Adelaide sneered at the cobblestone walkway, utterly disgusted at the horse manure and dirt laying around. Though she wasn't sure it was just horse dung.

People stared as they walked past, everything sticking out. No doubt these people had never seen the likes of them before with Adelaide's layered silver silk gown and James' navy and gold waistcoat as he had taken off his gold buttoned overcoat due to the heat. Not to mention their clean aristocratic features.

Adalaide sighed with relief as the exited the crowded street to what she assumed was the town square. A small fountain stood in the center with a few shops lining the edge. James perked up at the sight of a pub,

"No. James, no. I will never enter one of those horrid pubs! There's bound to be a teashop around here or something!"

"Please sister, give it a chance. It's-"

"No James, who knows what skank could reside there! I know that you like getting wasted with your buddies and have no care for your image, but I for one would rather go the day without ordering some drunk hooligans head for hitting on me. Now let's go" James stood there dumbfounded, unsure if she would actually order someone's head before realizing that they most likely weren't in a territory they ruled over and didn't want any conflict.

"Adelaide?"

"Yes, James. Hurry up before I go back to the carriages" Adelaide looked at him questionably, wondering how he could spin this one his way.

"You do know that we are quite close to Blackthorne, and therefore would be in Luxembourg, a neutral country? I don't think you could order someone's head"

"I very well could if one of these unpleasant men laid a hand on me, no one would miss them, and I never said it would be public" before Adelaide could say anything else James cut in,

"Maybe you could, but from what I've gathered this pub is also the town's teashop so unless you want the lonely company of nagging servants I would join me. Besides, I doubt these people know who we are, it would be a good chance to just be children without the worries of titles."

Adelaide sighed, knowing she couldn't steer her twin away from his quest for liquor when a possibility rose to the surface of her mind. While Luxembourg was a neutral country, it was very fertile and had many useful resources, perhaps the first step in gaining more power was to gain the support of the people. With that Adelaide had made up her mind and took James' waiting arm.

"Fine brother, but if anything shall happen-"

"I know, I know, you'll tell Alastair that the egg prank was me and not that kitchen boy" Adelaide smirked, that was just the very tip of her iceberg of blackmail, James had a fair number of slip-ups she had covered for in their many years.

Now that they were closer to the pub she could see that James had been right. The sign above them was creaking as the wind whipped around the square, faded white letters read, 'mary's tea shop and pub' an odd combination if you asked Adelaide but she was thirsty so kept from making a remark as James held the door for her.

All of the talking immediately ceased as the two entered. Adelaide now realized really how much of an oddity they really were. The few women who had been serving drinks were wearing cheap wool garments, some hanging dangerously low. The many men around the pub had similar wool trousers and many only had a dirty linen shirt.

Adelaide was, to put it short, utterly disgusted. She had gotten her first look at lower class living and was appalled. Adelaide began to hope the land she would rule over was in better condition, how were rulers expected to care for people who no doubt blamed them for these horrid conditions?

As James and she walked up to the bar the talking began again only this time it was about the mysterious newcomers. Adelaide could the weight of many gazes on her and met the eyes of the bartender, a woman who looked to be in her 50s with kind eyes and worn hands.

"Hello my dears, it's not often someone new comes to town. I'm Mary, I own this joint, can I get you anything?" mary's accent noticeably different from their posh ones.

"Yes, I'll have an ale, whatever's easiest please" Adelaide refrained from rolling her eyes at him,

"And you dearie?"

"Do you happen to have any tea? Earl gray if available, please" mary raised her eyebrows at Adelaide's request,

"My! Almost no one orders tea anymore, too expensive, but I believe I have a few spare leaves in the back" Adelaide looked to James who seemed just as shocked,

"Tea? Since when was tea expensive?" before James could make another wild accusation a man sat on the stool next to James,

"Most folks around these parts barely make it by and with tea not being from these parts almost nobody can afford it" as Adelaide looked closer she realized the man was more a boy, maybe a year older than her,

"Odd, last time I was around these parts tea was quite common. Richard, by the way, pleasure to make your acquaintance Mr?" Adelaide raised an eyebrow at his fake name

"Crawford, Phillip Crawford, and the pleasure's all mine" James and him shook hands while Adelaide looked around the pub,

"At least you have manners, unlike some of these ruffians," Adelaide said motioning to two older men who seemed about to fight. Phillip laughed, "I'm Elizabeth, pleasure"

"Yes I suppose that's true, though you both seem the most well mannered of anyone here, I assume you were traveling and got stopped by those trees?"

"You assumed right, my brother and I were head south, to Blackthorne Academy" at this Phillip's eyes widened, no doubt recognizing the prestigious school,

"Bl-Blackthorne, as in-" he said in disbelief and awe,

"Yes, the one and only" James deadpanned, "great, thanks for that sister, you blew our cover!" he threw his hands in the air looking exasperated,

"What cover? We couldn't be more out of place,"

"I suppose. In that case, I'm James Fawley and this is my sister Adelaide Fawley" of course Mary chose to join them from the back at that very moment. Which was announced by the shattering of glass across the floor upon hearing their names. The pub quieted and turned toward the source of the noise.

"Fa-F-Fawley?" James and Adelaide shared a look knowing where this was going, "as i-in the pr-prince and pri-princess of Scotland?" by this point, all movement in the pub had stopped and everyone had turned to stare at the royals,

"Yes, it's been a pleasure, really, but my brother and I really must be going. I bid all of you a good day. And Mary, thank you for the hospitality, I will try to make it so the ladies of this town can enjoy tea" Adelaide knew by showing generosity the people would begin to trust her more, and the people are what make a country strong, anyone knew that.

And with skirts swishing and boots clicking the powerful storm named the Fawley twins was gone.

boom. now I have to go do the school work that I've been procrastinating all day. fun. anyway here's the meme of the day. again just send me one and I'll put it up.