Bab 518: I'm not city-watching, I'm simply overlooking

It still felt just a little bit novel all over again, being able to just.

Go where she wanted. Not slink around and pretend to be a maid.

Actually, sometimes she had the urge to run over and grab something and pretend to be busy - or make herself busy - when she saw someone like a maid coming.

The expressions Tieya would make if she were to find out about this kind of action was enough for her not to do it.

But sometimes.

She kind of wanted to do it just to slip into rooms with these nobles preparing for the wedding, just to see what they were saying.

Maybe to justify to herself that Nevremia wasn't quite as corrupt and full of scheming nobles around every corner as Ceiori was.

But she didn't.

Mostly because the only reason she could do it in Ceiori - a place that didn't even know her face - was because Caleb and his maid had set out to make her look different and unremarkable.