They stood outside the large manor. Bash laughed as he led the way. He was looking forward to her show. Snow banged on the door. After about two minutes it swung open.
"Do you have a death wish madam?" The man who opened the door asked incredulously.
"Do I have a death wish? Do I have a death wish!?" she shouted, "Never before have I ever been so insulted. How dare a simple servant like you speak like this to me? Do you know who I am? I came all the way here as a courtesy to show my favorite client the product he so desired and this is how I'm being treated?"
The servant looked at her stunned. He had never seen such a powerful aura around a woman. "You can't be the Madame Tremaine can you?" She looked at the servant with a gaze so cold it could've frozen him over.
"Am I Anastasia Tremaine? Did you really just ask me this? Unbelievable!" Bash stifled a laugh, attention gathering was definitely her skill. Suddenly a tall man descended a pair of stairs. He was very well built, every inch of his body was covered in muscles. His skin was a deep caramel and his eyes were dark like ebony. His silver hair was a bit passed his ears causing it to look windswept. He wore a blue diamond in one ear. As he walked down the stairs, his long fur coat trailed on the floor behind him. this was a man you didn't want to piss off.
"What is all the ruckus Jiminy?" Asked the man. The butler looked utterly terrified. After all he had just offended someone very important to his master, or so he thought.
"M-m-master Huntsman the lady here c-claims to be Madame Tremaine." He bumbled. The man turned toward Snow and Bash and scowled, this wasn't his dearest Anastasia.
Turning towards Huntsman she scowled, "Is this the kind of help you have sir? The kind that makes up lies toward simple folk looking for shelter? In my country guests are always welcome, is this the way your people treat foreigners?"
"Sir I-I-I n-never made up a-anything. T-this girl said she w-was Anastasia Tremaine." The poor servant looked helpless.
"Whoever this girl was she was sly," thought Huntsman, he wanted to see how things would play out. "Never mind that Jiminy, bring the girl and her servant in." Servant! Servant! Bash looked furious, never before in his life had he ever been called something so low in stature. This time snow stifled a laugh as she said, "Hurry along Bash I haven't got all day." Oh he would make her pay for that one.