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Whatever drug these men had used to knock Emilia out was slowly going away. Her head still hurt and her body still felt heavy, but. At least she was able to think a little bit clearer. At least, as clear as anyone could in this sort of situation. Emi wanted nothing more than to just break down and beg these strangers to let her go home. That she didn't know anything, but she couldn't do that. She couldn't break down in front of these me. That'll just be something for them to use against her father in whatever twisted political scheme this is.
Shifting her gaze back towards the man named Matteo, Emi couldn't help but roll her eyes. "So what, are you telling me that you're a pimp and that you plan to prostitute me?" Emi asked, arching an eyebrow at the man and then huffed. She wasn't following all of this stuff. Sure, she was told stories when she was younger, about how she was descendent of royalty or something. That her families were legends in the world or something and that they had someone in power for generations. Never once losing their hold on the country, but the things that Matteo was saying was twisting her views.
"You know my name and supposedly my family history. Shouldn't you know a minuscule fact like that?" Emi asked when Matteo asked if she's been to Italy. The young girl made no move to fight the two terrifying men as they easily grabbed her and led her off of the plane. She didn't fight as she was put into a car with the men and had them strap her in like she was a damn child. "You can stop treating me like a dog, I don't need to be chained up, nor do I desire your attention." Emi's voice was monotone as she looked out the dark window that made it hard to see outside as well as inside. Her lips pursing together as the car started to drive. Expensive tires making the ride to wherever they were going incredibly smooth.
They must have been driving for a while because they had left the beautiful architecture of the old world buildings and entered the mountains. The housed growing larger in the side as well as spreading apart. "Woah," Emi mumbled as the car pulled into the driveway of a beautiful [url=Whatever drug these men had used to knock Emilia out was slowly going away. Her head still hurt and her body stll felt heavy, but. At least she was able to think a little bit clearer. At least, as clear as anyone could in this sort of situation. Emi wanted nothing more then to just break down and beg these strangers to let her go home. That she didn't know anything, but she couldn't do that. She couldn't break down in front of these me. That'll just be something for them to use against her father in whatever twisted political scheme this is.
Shifting her gaze back towards the man named Matteo, Emi couldn't help but to roll her eyes. "So what, are you telling me that you're a pimp and that you plan to prostitute me?" Emi asked, arching an eyebrow at the man and then huffed. She really wasn't following all of this stuff. Sure, she was told stories when she was younger, about how she was a decendent of royalty or something. That her family were legends in the world or something and that they had someone in power for generations. Never once losing their hold on the country, but the things that Matteo was saying was really twisting her views.
"You know my name and supposedly my family history. Shouldn't you know a miniscule fact like that?" Emi asked when Matteo asked if she's been to Italy. The young girl made no move to fight the two terrifying men as they easily grabbed her and led her off of the plane. An she didn't fight as she was put into a car with the men and had them strap her in like she was a damn child. "You can stop treating me like a dog, I don't need to be chained up, nor do I desire your attention." Emi's voice was monotone as she looked out the dark window that made it hard to see outside as well as inside. Her lips pursing together as the car started to drive. Expensive tires making the ride to wherever they were going incredibly smooth.
They must have been driving for a while because they had left the beautiful architecture of the old world buildings and entered the mountains. The housed growing larger inside as well as spreading apart. "Woah," Emi mumbled as the car pulled into the driveway of a beautiful
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