Spar Me!
Fancy lights and red carpet were never Aria's thing. She didn't like them one bit, thus while walking into a fancy restaurant where only the finest of Athenian citizens dined, she felt a repulsion deep in her heart. The clatter of real silver, the conversation in polite hush whispers, and the hint of lavender in the air, the jumble of it all had her cringing at the lips and a bit anxious in the heart.
'I don't belong here…' She thought, and she spared no time to let her lover know.
Grabbing Raven's hand just as a waitress was about to show them to a table, Aria urged him to follow her outside. Although perplexed, Raven did as she demanded and followed her out. But even as they sat back inside the carriage, Aria refused to speak for a while. She'd been struggling to adjust to their new lavish lifestyle–one of the many reasons why she'd spent nearly all of her time at Helga's house ever since moving into the mansion as well.