"Unfortunately Tea has never particularly agreed with me; I know, I should have my title revoked." The young woman had a small smile on her lips as she sat on the grubby bench, in the equally grubby Inn house. The Inn Keeper, a man that Lady Bebbette had known for a few months now had a look of surprise on his aged face before a smile broke across his visage, parting his cracked lips to show missing teeth.
" I shoul' 'a guessed. Wit' your not buyin' no tea." He shook his head as he looked down at the woman and rubbed his hands across his overalls.
"Cup o' Coffee then miss?"
"Yes please Sir." The Lady smiled up at him before removing her Prince Nez glasses and removing a handkerchief from her sleeve to rub fingerprints off of them. The other customers were no longer bothered by her presence. She was indeed a very odd character
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