Your walking through the streets, past large crowds. It was a parade, to praise the current Queen.

You’re lost in your thoughts when a pair of manicured hands come around your mouth and you’re pulled into a dark space between two buildings, an Alley.

You jerk away from this persons grasp and glare at them, and see a well fitted woman in fine clothing.. a thief.

she brings a finger to her lips, “Baby, I’m going to need you to be quiet for me.” she smirks, “I see you have a wallet on you..”