March 26th, 2020 at 05:05pm
"Princess! Stop!" The guard called out, raising his fist in the air as he tried to follow the young girl through the crowded market. Edith gathered up the skirt of her dress and began to run, weaving through people much easier than the bulking guard. By the time people were alerted to the shouting guard, the dark haired princess had already slipped by them. Suppose just a plain dress wasn't the perfect disguise... Edith had left her cloak on her bed. It was one of the sunniest days of the year and the princess had wanted to feel the sun on her face. Luckily, most of the kingdom didn't know exactly what she looked like.
The princess was usually always hidden away inside the castle, without being able to see visitors or the civilians who came to speak with the king or visit the gardens. She was a sickly princess, usually going through bouts of dizziness and nausea, low energy and muscle aches. But when she felt good enough to, she wanted to live as normalll a life as possible. So when she could, she liked to sneak away from the castle and enjoy just being able to breathe and go wherever she pleased.
Slowing to a leisurely walk when Edith believed she had lost the guard, she turned a corner away leading away from the market and down a little street bordered by a canal. Edith looked up at the many shops she passed, an apothecary, a florist... "Guards! Guards!" Not again... Edith immediately believed it to be a sign she had been spotted again, but before she could even think to look for a hiding place, a man was being tossed out of one of the stores she had just passed by. "Thief!"
The guards on the street corners quickly turned, but not in time to catch the man. Quickly getting to his feet, he ran straight by Edith, only turning the guards attentions to her. "The princess!"
Damnit...
Turning on her heel, the princess quickly ran after the thief. Dressed head to toe in black, a leather jerkin and a rope belt tied around his waist. She could see a few braids whipping around in his dark hair as he ran. Not sure why she was following him, Edith could only assume, if he was a thief, he would know a good route to take to elude the guards. Turning down a small alley, Edith's boots splashed in the puddles under their feet, the man in front of her almost completely being covered by the shadows around them.
Loud footsteps behind her. Edith stopped, glancing over her shoulder to see the guards stampeding by the alley they had escaped down. Turning her attention back in front of her, the thief was gone. "Hey, where did you go?" Edith called, taking a few more steps in front of her, hearing her boots on the cold ground.
@ dezz