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Catalina had slipped into a old dress sheâd gotten from a maid and pulled on a tatter cloak. Both she kept hidden in the back of her closet for when she needed to sneak out of the palace. She couldnât really walk the streets freely in her royal regalia, now could she?
Once Cat had slipped the castle gate and made it into town she took in the air of the shops, the workers and animals. It was so different from the pristine walls of the castle. She loved seeing the people and how they labored and lived their lives. She may not be first in line for the throne, but she wanted to know her people!
As Cat looked around she spotted a young girl with brown hair on her own. âExcuse me, hello.â Cataline greeted. âDo you know of any good bakeries?â
