Yes, there's still much to see.

The two of you continue making your way through the crowd, meeting other commoners, some bolder than others. Many of them are obviously curious about who the two of you are, but they seem to be either respecting your privacy or cowering in fear at the sight of the guards frowning at them, so they stay away. You, ever the playboy, wave a hand at the selected few women that you find to be attractive.

Finally, you and your party arrived to the commoner's market. It wasn't as large as the palace gardens, but it was still of a decent size.

''Ah! This is amazing!'' Evelyn whispers. ''I want to look around, big brother! May I...?

''Is it?'' You ask, shrugging your shoulders. ''Sure, but the guards will escort you around the market. Understood?''

She nods eagerly, ''Of course.''

The two of you wander around the market, looking at all the different stalls. You buy a new book from an old man selling them, as well as some bread from another stall. You take a bite out of the bread and suprisingly, you find it tastes rather good.

''Wow, this bread is delicious!'' You exclaim. You turn to the woman selling them, she was a middle aged woman with medium length brown hair, bigger than average breasts and a mole on her cheek. She had been visibly nervous as you took a bite out of her bread. ''You make it yourself?''

The woman nods, ''Yes, I do! Thank you for trying it!''

You smile at her, ''You are welcome.'' You pause, taking another look at her. You gave her a look of appraisal, and upon looking at her again, she did look quite nice. ''What's your name, anyway? You don't look bad at all.'' More than a compliment, that would have sounded like an insult to most women if it came from the lips of a regular man, but you are not a regular man, are you? You are a prince.

The woman blushes, ''T-thank you, my prince. This one's name is Grace!'' The woman introduces herself doing her absolute best to be courteous and respectful, even if her posture is a little lacking. You had grown bored of standing around looking at stalls, and Grace here seemed like a nice enough company, so perhaps...

''Grace?'' You repeat her name. ''That's a nice name. Let me buy you something to drink. I'm growing a little bored around here and could use some company.'' You grin and start leading her towards a nearby stall. Your sister is safe in the hands of the guards, so you can afford to spend some minutes alone with a beautiful woman. You decide to warn Benjamin before you go, and he begrudgingly accepts to leave you without guards.

Grace smiles shyly at you, ''Thank you, my prince!'' She seems a bit overwhelmed after you dragged her away without question, but she still complies nonetheless.