Red was preparing her insults as she heard the dungeon door open. To her surprise, it was not a knight-captian but rather a lieutenant, Marcus in fact. [color=ed1c24]"As strange as this may sound I'm actually relieved to see you"[/color], she whispered after he broke the shackles. Unfortunately there wasn't much of an opportunity to speak for as soon as the Lieutenant arrived, he left. There Red stood with her weapons and notebook in hand, contemplating what further action was required. At this point she knew waiting for the contact was pointless, instead she should head to capital and be briefed there on her task. At the moment however she wished to step away from the life of an assassin. Carefully she stuck her head through the dungeon doorway, examining the outside for anyone who'd give her away. Satisfied, she hurried along through the halls, making sure she wasn't suspicious as she headed for a room with some signs of lodging. 

It was when she came across a door with a rather pleasant fragrance that her curiosity captured her. Silently stepping inside she discovered that this was a rather large room whose owner was very particular about its upkeep as it was in rather good order and cleanliness. Quietly yet with haste she searched for something that was less conspicuous to wear. Finally coming across a simple yet flattering dress she decided this would be her attire for the evening. Putting she gear and clothes into a bag she tossed it out of the window and over the walls, making sure to note where it was when she'd go to retrieve it later. Putting her hair into a bun she glanced at herself in the mirror before making one kast adjustment...The removal of her ring, [color=f26522][i]"Modest dress, no valuables, hair in a practical style...looks peasant enough to me"[i][/color] she thought as she gave herself the final check. 

Heading downstairs she made sure to take note of the locations of the guards and any persons of interest, particularly the ones who'd seen her in the dungeon. Once that was addressed, Red calmly began to weave through the keep, through the groups of people dancing and signing and merry making with a war going on. [color=ed1c24][i]"So This is what its like on this side of things. I could get used to this"[/i][/color], she thought as she tied one of the dishes prepared for the feast. It was when she was deciding desserts that she noticed Evelyn at the entrance to the great hall. The caotain was watching the festivities like a Lord seated at the head of his court, overlooking the joy of his kinsmen who ate in his hall. [color=ed1c24][i]"No matter how long its been, you'll always be highborn"[/i][/color], Red commented as she turned to avoid the great hall. While the main festivities were held there, a good number of people were scattered about the keep so it wasn't as if she'd be missing anything. For now she'd enjoy this little party but before dawn it was critical she'd be gone...Siirvhen was probably hungry.