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Lucina scoffed at the Count. 

[color=red]"You truly believe I will bow down to you? I am not from this town, I am visiting family. Not that any of this is your concern."[/color]

The girl had a fiery in her soul. She would not be bullied by this man, whoever he may be. She was ready to defend her family with her life. Now, she only had to figure out what it is he wanted. 

Looking to her Aunt Lydia and Uncle Pier she gave a reassuring smile. 
[color=red]"Aunt, Uncle, if you please, I wish to speak to this man alone. If you'd be kind as to wait outside I'd be grateful. I assure you I will be fine."[/color]

As Pier nodded in agreement, Lydia did not; she refused adamantly. 

[color=red]"Aunt Lydia, please, trust me." [/color]

Lucina looked to her Uncle for help. In turn he picked up his wife as she kicked and screamed demanding he put her down and proceeded to carry her outside of their home. 

The girl looked back to the Count. Bringing the iron poker out in front of her she started to play with the sharp object twisting it in her hands. 

[color=red]"Now, please to me the kindness of explaining what it is you want. I assume you won't leave until you get whatever it is you want and I am becoming impatient. I would prefer to spend time with my family in peace. So please, get to the point."