A man was sitting next to her. He couldn't help but eye her. He had recently been to the capitol, and Xolia was reminding him much of the new queen, who he so happened to despised.
Temorin was gone for a longer while than expected, so Xolia was once again alone.
The man began to realize that she was who he thought she was and began to whisper to the woman beside him.

(what why does he hate her)

She heard him and glanced at him. " I'm sorry. Do you need something? "

(This region is very well known for its typical hatred towards non Aristalian royalty.)

The man eyed her in disgust, saying "What is you doin' here? We don't want Lithurian scum in our Lands."
A few heads word turned and quickly, like a wildfire spreading, the room all knew who she was.
People began to stand up, some throwing things. It's best she leaves. Soon.

(racism)

She stood up, dodging anything that came her way. She glanced at the man before turning and swiftly leaving the theater.

(Ya, ya, I know. I hate it too, but it must be done for this plot to work)

A man came running around from the side of the theater, Temorin? It was hard to tell. He had the exact same features as temorin from what it looked like. Hie eyes were covered by a hood, so it was hard to properly see him.

He took Xolia's hand and made a run for it, expertly weaving thought the alleys as if he knew the land like his own.
"Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" He asked, looking her over.

(lmao plot causes everything)

" No, I'm alright. " She replied. She wondered how he so easily ran through the alley, and why he came from the side of the theater, rather than from where she did, considering the concession stands are inside.

He took a deep breath before smiling again, pulling away his hood and revealing brilliant blue eyes, Temorin's eyes.
"I'm glad. What did you do to get my people so riled up? Glad I didn't have to go in and get you or it would have been real' nasty."

Unnecessary worry. It was him. " The man sitting next to me recognized me. I should have been more cautious after all. "

"I suppose so, but that doesn't mean we are safe. We need to get back to our place and gather our things. Word spreads fast here."
He walked her to a nearby horse. A gypsy Vanner, unlike Saragon.
"Let me help you on."

She paused. " What happened to Saragon? "