Once again, the prince had escaped from the castle. you didnt blame him- being cooped up all day seemed awfully boring, not to mention the stress of one day inheriting the throne. On the bad side, the town was in uproar, trying to find Chishiya.

Down in the market, a less interesting scene was taking place. A young man, white hood pulled over his head was desperately trying to barter with the stall owner:

"I can pay you back, I promise."

He'd say, eyes darting to the side anxiously