Thread: The Thief Who Only Borrows (DontxBlinkk)

Arianna's gaze softened at Cain's words. He may have tried to keep his words clear of a depressing tone, but to a princess who had never left her city, anything about the war on the outside was grim. While fighting didn't bother her like it did her mother or sister, it wasn't something Arianna spent time thinking about and the thought of someone returning as the soldiers often times did left a light unsettling feeling in her stomach. She understood why Cain changed the topic of conversation, and in fact she was welcome to the change. As for how it changed, that caught her slightly. Most people had the habit of including her, somehow, into their discussions, but the idea of people coming here for her was slightly disturbing. The feast was held for the man sitting beside her and most of the guests were there for him, not to get a look at herself. She was preparing some hopefully witty response to the man when he laughed. Immediately, Arianna's heart sank. To hear a laugh without the joy or warmth they typically held sent a light chill down the woman's back. She quickly shook it off as she watched the man rise from his seat and approach the table holding the food. In an unlady-like fashion, the blonde leaned forward on the table, steepling her fingers against her lips as her eyes scanned the room in front of her. Many of the guests seemed to be enjoying themselves, partaking in the food laid out before them or enjoying the high class company surrounding them. Several who were there simply to impress the royals had cornered her mother into a conversation, which she seemed to be enjoying. The younger members of Arianna's family were conversing with a few of the noble children their own age, surrounding the sweeter end of the feast table, leaving the eldest female to herself at the head table. Soon enough, after a slow sweep of the room with her eyes, she leaned back, releasing a soft sigh to herself before rising from her seat. Nothing on the large table interested her at that moment, so instead, she made her way to the side of the room, stepping through an open window to a balcony that ran along the side of the dining hall. There were only a small handful of people outside with her, all of which were further down the walkway so they couldn't be disturbed in their own conversations. Arianna was content to leaving them alone as long as she got a moment to herself as well. By the time Cain returned to his seat at the table, Arianna had found a small perch on the railing outside, settling down, straddling the stone barrier to look over the city below. There were a select few shops which hugged the outside of the palace, most of which supplied the important goods to the royal's home, while the spiderweb of streets sprawled out from the outer castle wall, giving a perfect path to the grand doors. Being the latest 'criminal' in the city, Arianna had to be one step ahead of the guards at all time, which typically meant watching their paths during the night to see what security measures they were putting in place to stop her. From her seat, she could watch the nearby guards perform their rounds of the streets, along with the doors to several shops, all of which held small items she could test her new found skills with. Anyone watching her would think the princess enjoyed simple street watching. It was rare for anyone to think anything but innocent thoughts about the woman. It was the perfect cover.