"Attention all citizens of this area of the Queendom of Roses! The princess has gone missing! We repeat, the princess has gone missing! It is your duty to inform any nearby soldiers of the princess if spotted!"

Well... it seems that the manhunt has begun quicker than you expected. However, you did just run away from a ball. What did you expect would be the outcome? You didn't even have a cloak to hide your head with!

As you heard footsteps approaching, you ducked into an empty bakery just as a soldier passed you. That was... close. What a wonderful situation to be in. As far as you knew, if the owners of the bakery were still here, you would be sent back to that stuffy ball and be forced to dance with a stranger.

As your mind shuffled through the few things you could do in this dark bakery, your surroundings suddenly lit up. Your eyes, not used to the light, shut on instinct.

"Who's there?" A man, who sounded about your age, called out, as you quickly ducked behind a chair. You were not trained for this. "I see you, you know."

Of course. You were wearing a puffy, jeweled ballgown. You really stood no chance, yet still attempted to hide as if it would help, curling your legs up to your chest the best you could- but what it really did was hit you in the face with your dress and the jewels on it. Not great.

"Are you coming from the dressmaker down the street? Did something happen?" You heard him step closer, as you tensed up. Out of sheer panic, you took off your silk gloves, jumping up and throwing them at the man as you were about to run away- before remembering just why you were hiding. Your silk gloves did nothing but tilt his glasses slightly, and the boy finally got a good look at you. "You know, if you need help, just-" His eyes widened. Frick. As he stared at you in disbelief, you immediately ran over, your silk shawl falling off your shoulders.

"The... You're the..."

You covered his mouth quickly before he could call anyone.