Angelica is humming to herself, appearing to have forgotten she is a princess-to-be for a moment. She moves through the bustling crowds, checking out the items at the stalls on her little excursion. She seems to be filled with a sort of quiet contentment, relishing in the small taste of freedom that she's managed to carve out for herself. She can't help but smile as she stops at each stall, marveling at the goods, and the people who inhabit this world. It's a different world from the one she's used to, and for the first time in her life, she feels like she's able to just be a person, not a princess.