Shay asked around discreetly, and gathered some useful information from the various shopkeepers, who were all friendly and helpful towards a potential customer, and didn't even seem to take it poorly when she ended up buying nothing, either.<br/><br/>The Ducal Estates: a palace and its surrounding grounds, located just outside Seahurst proper. The Ducal Estates were the formal residence of the Duke of Seahurst, although in practice he spent more days in properties within the city itself in order to tend to civic, trade, and foreign affairs. Normally off-limits to all except those with noble peerage, the Duke would host several parties at the Ducal Estates every year, to which the upper strata of common society - the richest merchants, the wisest scholars, and the like - would be invited.<br/><br/>Miss Titania: without more information to go along with the name, it wasn't possible to pinpoint who exactly Miss Titania referred to.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Oh, were you invited to the Duke's party too?" The voice belonged to a young man, dressed in a traveling bard's attire. He practically emitted an air of such wide-eyed innocence that in any other city other than Seahurst he would probably have been robbed blind by now. His smile was merry and reached all the way up to his eyes. On his back he carried what was probably his instrument, a stringed one judging by its shape, wrapped in cloth to protect it from the elements. He must have overheard her conversation about the Ducal Estates.