Hello everyone, I am littlewingowl and I'm hoping this new story will excite your reading. I wrote another story that is in progress called "Victorian Knights" That features the anime "Mai-Hime".

This story is an original LWO and does not belong or own "Adventure Time." The story you will be reading is rated M for mature contant.

This story will be very long and please bare with the updates. Please RR and enjoy!

Chapter One - Coffins and Candy

"Hello?"

A small cry echoed down a long graveled tunnel. The area, once lushed in forest and surrounding chirps of birds now decayed and shriveled of dying nature. The air was smog and the sky painted grey, threatening of a thunder storm from burning ash and debris. The ground, already mush from heavy rain that has lasted for days decided to give the ground below it a single chance to breathe before pouring down murking water from it's bolstering cries.

"Anyone?"

A small child, bare feet caked in mud and dried leaves. Her knees, scrapped from falling down and tripping over obstacles larger then her to overcome. Her wet white dress, sprinkled of dirt and the lower trim faded with dust. Her little hands held a dirty ragged stuffed rat, the color once yellow, now mixed with dirty water. Her round face and big bright blue eyes shimmered and reflected with swelled up tears and swollen skin. Her long pale pink hair, tangled down to her small waist and her bangs ruffled.

"I'm lost."

The little girl wailed out as she felt her eyes warming back up with large tears. The air was crisp and the little hairs on her body stood and pricked as it gusted against her back. The massive dark clouds rumbled a loud groan of thunder. The little girl let out a yelp before dashing into the long dark tunnel.

Little hands tightened around the stuffed rat, ignoring the creeping wetness soaking into her already soiled dress. Her small feet padded against the gravel as she made small movement inside. The tunnel was dry but the air was foul, the cobble walls were cracked and warn from years of being abandoned.

With a fast sling of her toy over her shoulder she clasped both her hands over her mouth and nose from sucking in the necrotic air as she squinted her eyes. She made small steps further down and took a glance to her left. Another way?

This time the path was leading down and the gravel connecting to the tunnel was now a set of warn old cobble steps. The air was a lot warmer but the foul smell was worse. Her instinct was to huddle further down and keep warm until the upcoming storm was nearing. As said, the little girl made her way down and as doing so she was surprised to see a small flicker of light ahead. She hurridly neared the illuminate light and pressed herself against the other side of the wall, as if trying not to scare or be scared of whatever was around the corner.

With a shy peek she saw lit candles. The area was small, as small as a one person room. The candles were placed all around, some melted down to the wick and others seemed just lit. Some were in a pile of melted wax in the corner of the room and others, placed in holders upon the wall, dripped and oozed. In the far back was a single large coffin.

"Oh." The little girl shyly ducked around the corner but kept pressing her small back against the wall as she studied her surroundings. The room was much warmer thanks to all the lit candles and size of the area had kept most of the fires warmth hurdled inside. But one thing the little girl's attention was the single candle upon the coffin with a light blue flame. It was much larger then the other candles and it was in perfect condition, not melted down nor flickering.

The small girl slowly made her way towards it, unknowingly her own actions or even realizing that she was transfixed on this peculiar flame as if it's calling her towards the coffin. Her small steps halted in front of the wooden casket, her lithe waist pressed softly against the rim of the coffins top as she rested her hands on top of the wood, fazed as she continued to look at the blue flame closely.

"Hello." She said quietly to the flame. "Why are you blue? Are you sad?" The little girl watched as the flame stood still, not flickering once when she first saw it from her earlier position.

"I'm sad too. I'm lost." The little girl eased down onto her knees and rested her chin upon the coffin. She stared at the flame, wanting something to happen or at least move with her breath being so close. The flame admitted a soft glow around itself, reflecting some upon the coffin as the little girl watched. The little girl knew that the candle couldn't talk nor even understand her but a comforting aura touched her once she neared the flame and yet it didn't feel warm, no this flame was cold as if crying. She tried again to ease her loneliness and frightened heart from the storm outside.

Reaching up, she took her stuffed rat and gestured it towards the flame, a large smile spread across her face as she presented her friend to the flame. "This is my best friend, Science! He's sad too cause he got wet."

The flame didn't budge.

She stood there, in that position for a good minute before feeling the warmth coming from her eyes. Her smile slowly retreated and her thin eyebrows furrowed as she felt the loneliness swell back in her chest and the fear rattle her heart.

With a small wet sniff, she hugged her rat tightly and pressed her cold forehead onto the coffin. She huffed as she felt the tears drip down her cheeks and drop to the floor, her body hurts from the cold and her scraped knees weren't helping. She silently begun to wail again.

Woosh.

Tiny ears perked. Swelled watered eyes stilled as they caught a small movement of the flame. The little girl slowly lifted up her head, her face wet and red as she watched the flame. She watched it long enough to see it give a tiny flick.

With a big blink and reaching up to wipe the wetness from her eyes the little girl sniffled again. "Hello?" Her voice was soft.

Woosh.

The flame flicked as if it knows she was talking to it. The girl slowly rested her chin back upon the coffin and spoke again. "Do you...Understand me?"

Woosk.

It flicked with a larger spark.

"Why are you blue?" The little girl watched as it whisked, not understanding the movements of it's flame. "Okay how about this," She lifted up one finger. "Move to one side for yes and flick for no, okay?" She asked the flame, and for moment of silence the flame leaned to the side, as if someone was trying to blow it out.

"Wow! You can understand me!" She watched the flame lean again. "Can I touch you? Will you hurt me?"

The flame gave a flick of her response and with a big smile, reached out to feel the blue flame. "Oh, you feel so cold!" She quickly retreated her hand as she watched the flame flicked a couple of times as if it was laughing.

The flickering stopped and blue eyes watched it for a moment in silence again, as if waiting for her to speak to it again. With a sudden spark the flame flicked downwards.

"What's wrong? Did it hurt?" The flame flicked and then leaned itself down, pointing to the coffin. She trailed her eyes upon the wooden surface and curious rub on it. "This? Is this your owner?" The flame flicked and proceeded to point downwards.

The little girl quietly eyed the coffin, the warn out wood was caked with built up dust and ash from the candles. Is it telling her to open it? Is it a good idea to even open a coffin? She pondered for a little as her small hands gripped the edge. Is it empty? Her eyes flicked back to the candle and saw that it stood back in it's original position, not moving.

"Hello?" She asked the candle but the flame stood still as it did before once she peeked into the room. "Hey!" She gave a brave shout as she moved forward and eyed angrily at the flame.

Nothing.

Her angry expression relaxed as she gave the flame a frown of disapproval. Was she just imagining all this from being scared? Has this just been a panic scene? She really wouldn't know until she asked one of her servants but as of now all she could do was wait for someone to find her. She leaned back and sat on her knees, placing her stuffed animal on her lap as she caste her eyes downwards. She roamed her eyes upon her soiled dress and rat and felt a pang of hurt from not getting anymore responses from the flame.

She heard a crisp from the inside of her dress pocket and remembered she was carrying a small snack. Reaching in she retrieved a round candy, the color red.

"Oh, I forgot about this." She spoke to herself as she held up the candy, the wrapper long gone once she adventured out with a couple of servants to tend to her daily activities. She watched the candy shimmer and reflect the blue flame on top the round dome and her eyes refocused again on the light.

She watched it stay there, not flicking as she stood up and clutched the treat in her palm. "I'm not hungry but I'm sure you are." She glanced down at her closed fist. "You've been down here for a while right? So you must be hungry." She un-clenched her fist and picked it up with her other hand, holding the treat between her thumb and finger. She slowly brought the candy towards the flame and softly placed it next to the flame.

"That's all I have I'm really sorry." She whispered as she watched the flame, phased from her actions. With a small sigh she begun to slowly rise herself up on her feet and as she turned around to sulk in a warmer corner the flame gave a flick.

It caught her attention once more as she watched it flick more and more with the offer of the candy. Just as she opened her mouth the coffin gave a loud thump and the flame sparked loudly. With a frightened yelp she tripped backwards and landed on the hard cobbled floor and watched as the coffin rumbled and thrashed wildly, the blue flame toppled and tipped upon the floor.

Once the candle hit the floor the coffin stopped it's movements and the little girl watched with fright. Her large blue eyes fixed on the coffin as it stopped. A moment has passed and her body awoken from the shock as she shook her head and glanced at the still blue flame, unmoved. With a slowly shaky hand, she reached out to grab the candle and with a sudden gust of air the candles all went out at once, the blue flame unbroken as it was the only light kindling within the room.

The little girl slapped both her hands on her mouth trying to ease down the built up scream creeping up her throat as she tightly shut her eyes and feeling the darkness surround her.

It seemed like hours of silence within the room, an eerie feel swelled in her belly as she heard a slow creaking come from the coffin. Curious as her weakness she braved up to open one of her eyes as she saw the coffins top now fully open.

Slim clawed fingers peeked out from the coffin, gripping the side of the wood as they curled and splinted the surface. The girl watched in shock as she saw a mass of blackness arise from within the tomb. The mass gave a low growl as it leaned further forward, hunching and creaking the wood. The little girl gave a small suck of air before shutting her mouth again.

The mass snapped it's direction towards her and with that the little girl screamed.

Shuffling backwards and kicking her bare feet as she watched the mass sling itself out of the coffin and onto the floor. As she tried to scoot further back she struck the wall and felt the coldness bite at her skin as she continued to eye the monster. It slowly begun to rise, the blue lights failing to reach any further as the creature hovered over the flame. Pale skeletal toes were the only thing the little girl could see as it hovered there, un-moving.

She shivered and shut her eyes tightly, feeling the sting of tears as she gritted her teeth, waiting for her death as becoming the monsters meal. She opened her mouth and gave a plea.

"Don't eat me!" She huddled towards the corner of the dark room and hugged her knees as she forced the built up air in her throat. "Please! I didn't mean to touch anything!" She cried then, feeling the fear swallow her body. "I didn't know it was yours, please don't hurt me!"

She watched as the feet hovered slowly towards her. She gave shut her eyes again and screamed. "Please!"

"Hey!"

The candles re-lit themselves and light flashed into her eyes as she watched the mass that has risen from the coffin, was a slim figure. It's skin was deathly pale, it's attire was skin fitting. The face held bright red eyes that glowed in the surrounding flames. It's mouth, supported two fangs and pointed ears. The black mass, was long silken hair, undamaged but untamed as it flowed down the figures knees.

A woman?

The little girl eyed the creature in front of her as it was still hovered upon the flame. "How are you doing that?" She spoke silently, shyness in her voice.

The woman gave a low hum chuckle and turned her attention to something beside the blue flame. The little girl watched as the woman planted her bare feet on the cold gobbled floor and plucked the red candy from it's position. Raising it up, her red eyes inspected the candy, turning this way and that before flickering her demonic eyes at the small huddle in the corner.

"Did you give me this?" Her voice was husked, a smirk of amusement on her face and those fangs poked from behind her lips. The little girl nodded, not trusting her words as she watched the woman give a low laugh, a gurgle within her throat. The woman slowly made her way towards the girl and watched her tense up from her close approach.

"Hey. I won't hurt you little one." She kneeled down in front of the little girl and studied her bright blue eyes. "Why are you here? Are you lost?" The voice was gentle and red eyes caste down on the small girls dress.

With a surge of happiness the little girl launched at the woman, tightly wrapping her small arms around the woman's neck and feeling the soft hair tickle her skin as she shut her eyes tightly and nodded furiously against the cold smooth skin of the woman's pointed ear, her small sniffles holding back more tears.

"Aw, Come now little one." The woman gently held the little girl with one arm as she kept holding up the red candy between her fingers. She spoke again in a hushed voice. "What's your name?" The woman glanced at the soft skin of the little girls neck as she strained her pointed ears.

"B-Bonnie." The girl felt her frighten nerves relax as she inhaled the woman's scent. She smelt of dusk.

The woman gave a full fanged smile."Well Bonnie, Shouldn't mommy and daddy tell you to never offer anything to a vampire?" And with that, Bonnie felt the large hands grip her back and the woman lowered her head. A sharp pain struck between her neck and shoulder, the action paralyzed her from moving and screaming out and she felt a rush of heat where the woman has bit her.

It was only for a moment until the vampire unlatched her jaw and slipped her fangs out of the soft skin. Bonnie, now limb from the action as the vampire held one the back of the little girls head with one large hand and the other, playfully waving the red candy in her face. The woman spoke in a husked tone, her fangs baring and her red eyes pierced into bright blue ones. "My name is Marceline the vampire queen."

She moved closer to Bonnie's face, noses almost brushing, she spoke again, this time her words a whisper. "I offer you my protection, from this day and forever more-" She brushed her cool cheek against the smaller ones, flicking out her fork tongue before pressing her cold lips against the small ear. "You belong only to me."

And with those words, Bonnie's eyes closed shut.

A gasp broke the silence of a large dark room. Sweat glistened flustered skin as Bonnie laid in her large soft royal bed. The air was silent, still almost as her ears tried to pick up any noise within her quarters. The long thick royal purple curtains that flowed down freely from long windows hid the morning light from entering the room. Her breathing slowed but her beating heart failed to stop thundering inside her chest as she brought a delicate hand to her sticky forehead and sighed.

"That damn dream again..." She mumbled quietly to herself.

Before she could shut her eyes and fall back to sleep a loud knock was heard from the outside of her quarters double doors and soon it opened, revealing a slick man.

"Time to wake up your majesty!" The mans shoes clicked on the polished white tile floor as he headed straight to the curtains. "It is almost nine o' clock, rise and shine!" He pulled back the curtains, revealing the brightness of the suns rays into the room, the darkness vanished upon it's light.

Bonnie groaned and pulled her thick blankets over her pounding head. The man huffed as he placed his hands on his hips and tapped his boot on the floor, signaling the princess to behave like one. "You will not do this today your majesty, today is a very important day!" He wiggled his finger as he cleared his throat, straightening up. "You have a meeting in the gardens, as well as preparations for the upcoming royal wedding."

Another groan was heard from under the blankets.

The man huffed and rolled the blankets back, revealing a disheveled princess. "You must prepare yourself your majesty!"

"Alright." She sat up groggily, eyes still tiredly shut as she swung her slim feet over the bed's edge. She heard her butler begun to repeat his words as she rubbed her sore temples with the tip of her fingers before cringing her nose and letting out a huff of air. "Alright!" She wanted him to get the idea of heard you loud and clear before standing up and heading to her bathroom. Her butler stood in front of the door as it slammed in front of his face, he spoke up once again.

"Your majesty I do hope you haven't forgotten that your daily education starts within thirty minutes as well as the preparations for your upcoming wedding day." The butler heard a muffled noise as he clasped his hands behind his back, his posture straight as a needle. "As well as the future plans of countries."

He didn't hear another muffle as he continued his chirping to his royal princess. "After the discussion you must attend the nursery-" Before he could finish his whole sentence, the door in front of him opened suddenly and stood out a half naked princess only wearing a towel to hide her womanly figure. Her arms crossed angrily upon her breasts as she stared down at her butler whose height wasn't as tall as regular men.

"Listen Pep, I will only discuss in the gardens today." She watched him shoot his hands to his face covering his eyes and turning swiftly around before he scampered out in a rush.

"Your majesty show some royalty! We do not discuss in such a state!" She rolled her eyes before turning around and shutting the door once more, her words muffled. "Pep, as I prepare my daily hygiene, please speak to the nurses that I will not tend a check up." Bonnie watched herself in the mirror in front of her, her bright blue eyes darting to her neck and once again heard a muffle agreement on the other side of the door. Once she heard her double doors being shut she leaned closer to the mirror and slowly brought her tangled pink hair to the side of her neck and inspected the area.

She leaned her right shoulder forward and saw two small faint marks on the side of her neck, her hair has done a great job at hiding the ancient scars as she pulled away and gripped the cool tile sink. With two eyes shut she let out a small whisper.

"Vampire, huh..."

It was early spring on the small island of Ooo. The royal gardens were flourished with rich smells of different types of flowers and shrubbery. Their full bloom spreading widely to absorb as much sunlight and the light breeze carried their scent throughout the small shrubs of a lush labyrinth. The maze held speckles of different types of flowers peeking out of the thick luxuriant thicket of shrubs. The pathway was molded bricks that have been warn out through the years of rain and the hot heat of the sun. The cracks themselves held life as moss creeped their way through the cracks and crevices of the old bricks in the labyrinth.

In the end of the scenery there was a rich reservoir fountain in the middle of the spiral gardens. The mainspring was worn as nature has taken claim to it's luxury but the fountain kept it's duties by jetting out stream of water. It was largely round and in the middle of the fountain held a massive shire horse. The cooling water pooling made a comforting sound and lily pads happily floated on top of the waters surface.

There was a small party a little far to the left of the construct. A white gazebo stood tall and underneath were four people, taking refuge under the shade of the gazebo and sat along a round white table supporting teas and biscuits. They were all well royalty hense their attire was made of the finest cloth and threads.

One particular individual was the princess. Her attire was oozing with grace as always but her lack of lady posture and listening to the people around her was simply a bad habit of hers.

"Bonnie dear please don't gloom, you're father and I are discussing your marriage." Bonnie's Mother, Queen of Ooo, Was a high class royal woman. Her hair was burgundy and the sunlight shines off it as it has it's own crown of glowing gold but of course a Queen always wears her crown even if it's in the presence of her own family. Her eyes were a darker shade of green. Her elegant dress was long as it pooled just below her ankles. The color was a rich cream, reflecting any distaste. Her arms were covered in a lighter cream, long gloves made of soft linen. Her shoes were polished and tend to sparkle each time they peeked under the dress.

Bonnie gave hum as she bore herself into her small teacup, twirling a sugar spoon around it. She knew her mother was a much higher class then her and her education was way past her daughters knowledge but that doesn't mean Bonnie knows that acting as a princess all the time doesn't mean you can't learn a few things or two. Or more.

Bonnie's father, King of Ooo, was also in a much royal state as his queen. His white-aged hair was greased back from keeping the irritating frills that poke out around his head. His eyes, bright blue hence where his daughter has got them from, shined with happiness. His facial hair wasn't as white but was mixed with light brown hair. His attire, a true king should wear, a rich robe that was made from the brutish beast that has once step upon the land of Ooo. His cape, thick and flown down his back, the color a dark red as a golden medal clipped on his left shoulder to hold the cape in place. His buckle held a sheath on his left side, hidden by his cape. His shoes were also polished. But his crown was his finisher. It held multiple gems as they sparkled every turn of his head and the medal was the finest gold.

"Why can't I pick my own suitor? Why marry this-" Bonnie stopped her little food play and leaned back into the white wooden chair as she gave a lopsided look. "This, Barnabas guy!"

"Now dear," The king eased his daughter as he placed his callused hand on her shoulder giving a loving squeeze. His voice, boomed with power as he spoke. "You're mother and I have gone through much trouble with the other rulers of Aaa, It was an honor proposal for Prince Barnabas to secure an arrangement between the two Capitals."

"But not letting me know behind my back? This is unfair! You know I am not ready to rule." Bonnie stood then, her hands firmly placed down on the table, shaking the contents as they clinked upon action. "Nor ready to bare a heir, dating is fine but this is just sudden!"

Bonnie's butler, Pep wasn't startled by the action as he knew that his princess was going to act this way, judging by this morning of her earlier temper.

The queen delicately picked up her tea, a graceful pinky weaved slightly. "You're father is right dear, this arrangement was going on for some time, and letting you not know this from the beginning would have caused more stress."

"So what? Where does that put you two? I marry, give birth to some strangers child and rule Ooo?"

The king cleared his throat as he opened his mouth but his queen beat him to it.

"You are going to rule Aaa."

Bonnie blinked multiple times. Was that right? Did she hear that right? Her bright eyes quickly darted to her butler who was just as shocked as she was. So he didn't know this either? Upon looking at his state of once holding a platter of sweets, was now forgotten and tousled on the fresh mowed lawn. He spoke in a shaky tone.

"Yo-Your highness, this is true?"

The queen set her tea down and cupped her hands on her lap as she fluttered her eyes closed. "Yes. The agreement was to let Bonnie be queen in Aaa hence it was only Prince Barnabas that was the only heir to the throne. His mother is dying and without our aid of higher medication she will die. Prince Barnabas agreed to marry you in exchange to save his mother-"

"And if I refuse?" Bonnie clenched her fists.

The king stood abruptly, gesturing his hands in a calm wave to once again, settle down his daughter. "He would act with war but that was long abandoned once we reached a royal settlement."

Bonnie scrunched her nose, not once pleased with anyone in this agreement. "How dare you." She whispered with much silence as she could before storming off out of the gardens, her dress, bounced with her movements.

Bonnie's butler watched as he gripped his tie in discomfort, his princess was hurting. An abrupt gruff caught his attention as he turned back to see his high rulers in a similar state. The king's eyes glanced his way as he spoke. "Tend to her Pep, you are the only one in the castle that is her closest friend."

Pep butler nodded and took a bow before he went after the princess.

"Oh dear..."

The princess marched her way angrily out of the gardens, rudely pushing the double iron gates of the entry with a hard push and continued her stride towards the main gates of the castle. "How dare they!" She gripped the hem of her dress and raise it up a little, avoiding any dirt to collect on her white flourished attire. She continued to angrily talk to herself. "Making me marry a child! Poor mama's boy couldn't just settle with a real royal agreement and instead wants a wife to just tend to his loneliness."

A second set of steps perked her ears but didn't fool her to stop in her tracks. That foot pattern was easily recognized as her butler. She angrily continued to stroll as she heard him faintly wheezing to catch up.

"Princess! Where are you going?" He huffed as he caught up and rubbed down his suit, afraid that dirt has collected on himself.

The princess ignored him as she pouted with much growing screams.

Pep watched her for a second before glancing ahead to where bouts where she was going. The main gate? "Princess wait you cannot leave the castle without permission of yo-"

Bonnie stopped sharply and side glanced down at him with a piercing storm. "So now your going to stop me from my own freedom?"

"No! No, never your majesty! But I wouldn't go out in that attire, you know better to keep yourself hidden from the dangerous assassins that will do anything to catch a royal gem."

Bonnie's frown slowly soften as she closed her eyes and let out a sigh. He was right after all. How long was it that she got to visit the small town down the path? Not to mention it was a ways down and walking in high heels was a no-go. "Your right Pep. I'm sorry I wasn't thinking right." She fully faced him and gave a small apologetic smile. "Please, retrieve me a basket of fresh clothes and my horse."

Pep nodded with agreement. "Do not worry princess I'll tell you're parents that you are studying you're education." He turned on his heels and walked back to the castle before playfully shouting over his shoulder. "Of the town's scenery!"

She gave a small giggle and watched him disappear through the thickness of the path lined with trees. Soon her smile faded and turned to face the giant gate. She quietly spoke to herself again.

"Just a little more freedom..."

The town was lively. All kinds of people hording the stores and open markets of fruits and meats. Wagons carrying linen and barrels. Windows displayed fancy hats and scarfs. Mules hauling carriages around the streets and the smell of freshly cut flowers whisked in the air. The town was small but it was a comfort to the princess that she once roamed the town when she was very small. It has aged and new buildings supported second levels and below the windows were small pots of shrubs and creeping vines.

Chatter was everywhere as the princess hid under a dark red robe supporting a shawl around her head and covering her nose and mouth, only her piercing blue eyes shown beneath the fabric as she happily strolled alongside the people. Her waist length cape flapped behind her as she felt the cool sea breeze give a gust. The island was small and the long stretch of sea held many docks of large ships and small supply boats parked around the area as some ships released their sails and begun to journey.

How long ago was it that she felt the sea kiss her ankles? Or the curious creatures that lurked under rocks when she explored. The smell of fresh sea salt in the air and soft sand between her toes. At that age of her time she was only five and her parents finally made time to spend the day with their daughter. No servants. No butlers. And definitely, no royalness.

As much as the princess knew, she understood that acting like royalty was shown throughout her heritage. But sometimes she just wishes she was back to being a child and forever living a free kid. No rules. No personal schooling. No servants making you eat what they think is best. No wedding.

Bonnie shook that last thought out of her head as she slapped both her palms on her cheeks, shutting her eyes as she cringed. "Why must my bloodline be so boring!" She hushed her words knowing she was out in public and not to mention, not of the citizens around her even knew she was the princess disguised as a little old lady in a ragged robe.

The sounds of laughter caught her attention as she dropped her hands and perked up at a huddle of bolstering men patting themselves over the shoulder as all of them held a large mug in the other hand. They all seemed to sway in their movements as they stayed quiet and loudly guffawed all at once. Perhaps they were telling jokes?

Blue eyes scanned the area they were at and saw that it was a small tavern that was highly lit up inside. Different types of men exited and entered the drinkery.

Oh. So it's a pub?

Bonnie thought to herself as she continued with curiosity at the men that were having a good time around the building. She remembers faintly of her childhood memory of her father going into that tavern and being told not to enter because it was strictly for adults only. With a small smile, the princess couldn't help but slowly made her way to the pub. She was an adult so why not go inside a place where she once knew wasn't meant for a innocent child.

Wouldn't hurt to know why everyone is so giddy.

Why indeed? Why stop a child if all these adult men were so happy in a state? She would find out soon as she approached the double doors. She reached out to one of the iron handles and pulled. Before she entered, the noise inside was much louder and lively then the town itself as she peeked through the crack of the door and watched many men, swaying in there steps and some thumping their booted foot on the wooden flooring, the vibration giving a hearty rhythm. The princess opened the door a little bit more to get a better view inside as she watched more men sitting at tables, playing poker and laughing about with the same large mug in their hands just as the men outside had.

"S'cus me miss."

"oh! I-" Before Bonnie could apologize, the hulking man slurs his words, slipping his way past her and wobbled inside, joining a full table on the other side of the tavern with men playing another round of poker.

The door was now fully open and the princess looked ahead to find a empty stool that appears to be a long table stretching across the room. With haste and not wanting to block the entry she carefully sat on the stool as she strained her ears of the men still singing happily and beating their boots on the floor. Bonnie scanned up and saw different sizes of bottles which appear to have all kinds of color inside them. Trinkets were placed around the area to give it a more sales look and a sign with a sloppy -Women Drink Free-

Bonnie furrowed her brows at the words. Drink free? Drink what?

Her thoughts were interrupted as a tall young man came into her view. "Hey! What could I get ya?" He had long blonde hair that cropped past his shoulder blades. His attire was filthy, probably from working all day and not getting a break from whatever this place was to the princess. He was currently holding one of the large mugs, wiping the inside of it with a rag.

Bonnie flicked her eyes towards the hulking man as he stood in his place with a friendly smile. He was attractive that was for sure and the princess felt a lump in her throat from his gruff voice. "Uhm." She glances back at the sign and tilted her head. "What does 'Women drink for free' mean?" She asked shyly as she kept her gaze on the sign.

There was an awkward silence before the man puffed his cheeks and then letting out a howling laugh. Bonnie cupped her hands on her lap, lacing her fingers together nervously as she felt her cheeks warm up before peeking her attention back to the man.

"How old are you? Do you know what a drink is?" The blonde boys laugh died down as he wiped some tears from the corner of his eyes. Bonnie flushed and shyly shook her head. She spoke in a low tone.

"I'm 20." But her shyness was slipping away as she felt her old temper seep back and she furrowed her brows. Sitting up straighter and giving the boy a unattractive face, she crossed her arms and gave him a hmph of disapproval. "Now listen here! I'm a-" She cut herself quick as she quickly slammed her head on the wooden bar. The boy jumped back in a shock as he watched the girl settle down.

Stupid! Remember what Pep said, No title!

A moment of silence between them and the princess brought her head up slowly as she closed her eyes and cleared her throat. "Yes I know what a drink is." She relaxed her posture and kept her eyes closed. She spoke again. "I would like one please."

The boy quickly bent down to grab a cleaner mug, taking the object and dipping it in a barrel beside him as it held the liquid and then handed it to her. "What was that about?" He watched her fiddled with the handle before she spoke.

"I uhm, tend to have outburst for no reason." She nervously spoke as she held the handle and lifted the mug up to her nose, smelling the mysterious liquid before sharply bringing it down, the bitter smell of something she was not familiar with. The boy gave her a soft laugh and leaned towards her, resting his muscled arms on top of the bar as he explained.

"It's mead, don't worry about it smelling weird, just drink it down and you'll be feeling better soon." He gave her the same friendly smile as he watched her again to attempt a second try. Bonnie just nodded her head and before she could look at the liquid, she fastly brought the mug to her lips and chugged. Whatever this stuff was, it certainly was giving the rest of the men in the bar a good time so it will effect her in a way too right?

With one final gulp, she slammed the mug down hard and slapped both her hands over her mouth. "Oh lord..." She felt the pit of her belly bubble as she tried not to choke on the after taste of the liquid. The back of her tongue tingled and she felt suds tickle the side of her cheeks. She once more heard the boy laugh hearty. "First time is always the worst but giving the taste more time to settle gets even better."

Bonnie shot a glare at the boy as she brought her hands down on the bar. "You didn't tell me it would taste gross!" She hollered at him, but it had no effect as he smile brightly. His voice sounding more normal now. "Well that would just ruin the surprise right?"

The princess shook her head. How could she stay mad at this goofy boy? With a large inhale, Bonnie rested her elbows on the wooden surface and listened to her surroundings in the building. There was a sound of a harp being played in the far right corner behind her as the sound of happy men clapped and chirped away. She was once interrupted by the boy who was now twiddling with his thumbs. "So...What's your name?"

She watched as he refilled her mug and she hooked her fingers around the handle. "Bonnie. What's yours?"

"My name is Finn." He gave her a full smile of teeth as he took the mug he was cleaning before, dumping it in the barrel and taking a long swig. Bonnie smiled at his action, clearly he was not wanting her to drink alone and chatting with company so she took it kindly as she shyly begun her second drink.

As the two were chatting away a dark figure sat alone against the far wall. With a lift of it's head the figure smiles a full set of ghoulish sharp teeth before it spoke.

"Found you."

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