The village!

Princess Glenda chose to go to the village. After all, she knew nothing of wilderness survival! If she could trade her gown in the village she would have enough money to get far away... as long as she stayed one step ahead of the guards.

So, hiking up her soaking wet skirt Glenda ran down the path towards town. She kept looking over her shoulder as she went. By the time she was there she saw knights on horseback leaving the palace gates, headed her way. They were already after her!

She ran into the thick market crowd at the village. She hoped to loose herself in the crowd, but quickly realized that was impossible. Even in this diverse crowd she stood out like a sore thumb. Her blue gown, though soaking wet, was far finer then anything else anyone was wearing. Many were staring as she pushed her way through the crowd. Her royal finery was a trap! The guards would find her for sure unless she traded this dress!

The question was, who to trade the dress to? She saw a clothing merchant nearby, perhaps she could trade to something plainer. Also there was a gaggle of well to do women talking in the other direction. Maybe she could trade on of them? She had to think fast, for she could hear the palace guard's horses getting closer!