She smirked. "Now. Just now. You seem dead set on making me seem like a horrible person. Twisting my words. Isn't that, as you said, 'high school' drama? All I wanted to do was talk to you with the same kindness I talk to anyone. The fact that you ignored me for most of my apologizing shows that I, though you have 'experience' in battle, am not the child. You ignored me because I was who I was." Her eyes turned into an angry glare. "Now, NEVER, and I mean NEVER, think I have not seen anything in my day. You do not know me if you think I have not had my fair share of grievances. Now, I am a lot of things, but a 'child' I am not. And child does mean purity and innocence. You begin without any knowledge of how cruel the world is until you eventually grow up. That is what it means to be a child and I can tell you sir I am not. As for your anger towards me, you seem to be angry for no reason. Is it that you are short tempered or taking my words in a different manner because you think that all Kingstons hate Blackmoores? And go ahead. Hurt me. I want you too. No need for any war to start. No need for my family to attack yours or any of that. Hurt. Me." She brushed her long hair from her neck and opened her arms wide. "Because I won't stop you. I won't stop someone from what they want. Nor will my family. In fact, forget that I am even part of them. I will not blemish their name. Just mine."