<strong><em>Week Eight</em></strong><br/><br/>"Your highness! Your highness!" Attendants rush to Princess Red. They were told 'she's in the bathtub' which didn't narrow it down so they must rush throughout the palace trying to find her.<br/><br/>Finally one finds her, completely exhausted, a dwarf wheezes out as she doubles over trying to catch her breath. "Your Majesty! A giant turtle is walking away from the Docks with the Customs House! We have to stop it! We'll lose so much money and lose track of all that's coming and going and - "<br/><br/>The Princess bursts out laughing. "A giant turtle! Oh that is delightful! Yes, I wish to hear the rest of this story at once!" She claps her hands, splashing about water in her bath. A page approaches quickly, and bows as she orders him "See that this dwarf is promoted to head playwright and given time and resources to create! I must hear her works!"<br/><br/>"But - but - " the dwarf stammers as she's led away, worker's garb to be replaced with fine artist's robes, as the turtle continues to slowly, slowly, trod away.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the Princess does not seem to notice that several nobles have been missing this week, either present at or exhausted from attending a certain party thrown by a certain tiefling in the Manor District.