<b>Duchess Tara Hohenlohe of Ostbering, The Grand Avenue, Auxcora City</b><br/><br/>Tara stood utterly still, shock overwhelming her as she tried to process what had just happened.  Back home, petty thieves knew better than to target the Duke’s daughter for a few coins; as a result she’d never even considered the possibility of getting robbed, never mind in such a humiliating way.<br/><br/>The loud crack of the slap was still ringing in her ears and the sharp tingling sensation rippled across her pert rump as the crowd swarmed around her, scrabbling on the ground.  Everyone in sight was flocking towards her, their eyes flashing eagerly at the sight of the silver.<br/><br/>Everyone except for the thief scurrying around the corner and into the alley to make his escape.<br/><br/>Tara’s eyes narrowed and she leapt into action, shoving and kicking her way through the crowd, leaving them scrambling behind.  A purse full of silver coins meant nothing to her and the peasants were welcome to it; her outrage pushed her to focus on catching the rogue who dared to be so bold with her.<br/><br/>Outrage<i>and </i>excitement.  A grin crept across her face as she raced towards the alley, blood pumping in her ears, her head already filling with what she should do with such a ‘dangerous criminal mastermind’.  Some strict punishment and education might save this evil soul from a lifetime of immorality.<br/><br/>She heard Baxter neighing and butting his way through the crowd behind her and hoped no-one was stupid enough to approach him until she got back, he had a foul temper with anyone but her.<br/><br/>She let out a giddy laugh as she turned into the alley and began racing down it on the hunt of her new prey.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>