Delra, the woman Thea had lovingly called Nanny since childhood, knocked on the Lady's chamber door before entering, humming lightly to herself. She was a plump, elderly woman, three parts motherly and one part matronly. "Lady Thea! ...Lady Thea, it's time to get up. You've got a big day ahead of you!" Bustling around the room clucking her tongue, she shook her head. "Look at this - your best dresses scattered about the floor like dishcloths! I swear, if it weren't for me you'd live in a self-induced pigsty!" Her tone was scolding, but there was a smile on her face - she really did love Thea as a second mother would, and cared about her well-being.

It had been silent for a few minutes now, and Nanny frowned, looking over to the bed in the far corner of the room, its curtains drawn. Thea loved the morning sun - this wasn't a good sign. "No, Thea, not again... not today," Nanny mumbled, her voice low as she strode quickly over now and ripped the curtains back. The bed, still in a perfect mess, was empty, and Thea's shoes were missing. Nanny groaned. "Foolish girl... the trouble you'll get us in today!" She hurried from the room as fast as her plump legs would carry her. The young lady was out and about the town again, and it was imperative that she was escorted home as quickly as possible, before the Lord found out.

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Thea could, and had, disguised many aspects of her appearance for her morning roam, but one thing she couldn't erase was the smile - as free-spirited and excited as a child's - off her face. Bazaar days were the best not only in terms of sales and merchandise, but also for people-watching, one of Thea's favorite hobbies. She strode through the crowded marketplace as if she knew the streets by heart, stopping every so often when a jewelry stand or a street performer caught her eye. What a day to be free!