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"What is your name beautiful?" Ve frowns, she doesn't like this at all, but understands her place enough to know she cannot be incredibly rude to these people even if all she wants to do is put them in their place, as it will make Rhys look bad. As she is trying to think of the least offensive response, her thought process is interrupted, and she doesn't even get a chance to answer before the next question is shot at her. "Who cares about her name, what's your number baby girl, then when you get sick of the boring prince I can show you a good time" Ve feels disgust like never before. When she's standing on the outside, she can ignore random repulsive conversations, but here, in the midst of it, when it is directed at her, it is impossible to ignore and even more impossible to tolerate.