Colette had fled into the night and met up with her group at their hideout.  They were posing as guests in an old inn on the edge of the kingdom.  On top of being exhausted, Colette was being yelled at by her partners.  They were furious and she had to take full responsibility for her actions.  Thank to the princely imposter, she was in deep trouble and she would be demoted in ranking.<br/><br/>The next morning, Colette wanted to get away from her fuming accomplices, so she took a walk to a local market to try to get something to eat.  She kept her hair back in a ponytail as usual, her bangs falling on her forehead lazily.  Her hair was still fairly clean from last night and she hadn't washed herself yet.  She was wearing her normal clothes now as well.  A rather old looking dress that was a faded shade of blue. The white apron around her waist was a bit dirtied and worse for wear, but she was fine with it.  Her shoes were flats, thankfully.  Heels were evil and she had hidden that other glass slipper in her bag that she had slung over her shoulder.  She wanted to go to a pawn shop and see if she could possibly sell it.<br/><br/>Her eyes wandered to a fruit stand and she was drawn to the box full of apples. She walked over there to try to find out the price on it.