Thread: The Thief Who Only Borrows (DontxBlinkk)

While Cain's response was helpful, even supportive of the girl, it sounded empty to Arianna's ears. Almost as if he was assuring her just enough to silence her thoughts and lift a weight from her shoulders. Getting reassurance helped, to a point, and often times, there was a seed of doubt in her mind. But to hear the support from a man who was raised in the lower area of the city was a different feeling from what she was used to. Still, there was something wrong about his conversation and with the abrupt end, it was confirmed. Arianna's eyes followed Cain back inside before her hands tightened into small fists and her attention turned back to the streets. The guards were gone and the street was bare. It was a perfect time for her to make her exit. A moment later, she reentered the room, approaching her father and the crowd around him at that moment. She said a short, quick good night to the guests there, claiming she had a long day and needed her rest. Each of the men took the reason and bowed as she stepped back, smiled and left the room. Isabelle was waiting outside of the door for her and the two went back to Arianna's room and after a quick change, the princess was wrapping a tight black scarf around her neck, placing it high enough to cover her cheeks. Her hair was wrapped in another cloth, blocking the bright yellow colour from the moonlight, which ran the risk of giving her away. As for the rest of her clothing, she had gotten a hold of some of the knight's older clothing and with Isabelle's help, they had been adjusted to fit her own body. The two women left her room, slipping into the guest wing of the castle to use one of the staff's passages to exit the palace and back onto the streets. The brunette was left in the castle alone for the evening, until Arianna returned at least, and quickly left to spend some time finishing what she hadn't gotten done during the day. She passed by many of the visitor's rooms, most of which were empty as they were still celebrating in the great hall, softly mumbling to herself a list of what needed to be done before she could even think about sleeping. This was going to be a long night ahead of her, that was for sure. Meanwhile, Arianna was out on the streets, creeping from alley to alley, to get close and eventually into the building she had been eyeing earlier. There was a beautiful dish sitting in the window, a display of the owner's wife's talents on the pottery wheel, laid with several pieces of glass in a mosaic design in the middle of the plate. Arianna knew that wouldn't last the night there. So, using a piece of silk clothing as a wrapping, she tucked the plate into her bag, checking that it was secure inside before she left out the side window, closing it again just as she had in every other location. A few streets over was her next stop, where she had to drop off her last item, leaving it in the flower box at the front window. She knew by the time the sun rose, the keeper would be there and have his stone statue back in his hands. It was safe where she placed it and after a short walk around the town, the thief returned to her home, entering through the other side of the palace, near the barracks. Isabelle was waiting there for her and swiftly locked arms with her, starting back to the proper room. You're only making more trouble for the knights, Isabelle pointed out, taking the bag from the princess, speaking in hushed tones as they passed a few rooms. They need something to do anyway, Arianna responded, removing the scarf from her face. Isn't Cain staying in this wing? That doesn't matter. What will you do if you get caught? Really, you've proven this to yourself. You can stop now. Everyone gets you can do it. Arianna placed a finger to her lips in silence, a smile dancing across her face. My life is far too dull for me to simply quit now. I need to get to bed. I have to review the knights tomorrow before they go try to catch the thief. The two women let out soft laughs at the idea, returning to their proper rooms. Arianna didn't sleep until the bag was tucked away at the bottom of a chest, protected from being crushed, her family, and most of all, the sight of visitors.