A Thief Until the Day Death Takes Me

Franziska warily eyed the mabari, as she shook hands with the stranger. Hah. You can keep the pleasantries. I told you who I was days ago. You could have let me out. She scowled, and rolled her eyes at his question. I'm pretty sure I got out before you opened the door, so yes. I was hoping those guards would listen and release me, so I didn't have to break out in the first place.

Her father was going to be pissed if she told him why she'd been without contact for so long. She removed her hand from his, and sidestepped the dog, making a face at it. She'd never been allowed pets, and had never gotten too near to animals. Her father wasn't one to want extra work around the palace.

So who are you? She inquired, already making her way towards the exit. As far as she cared, she was free to go. Though she wasn't; the Crows were surely watching her next move. She smoothed out her rags, as she started up the stairs. Fully expecting the stranger to follow.