Yes

Hilda had heard of so-called Fairy Fairs before, they were usually carnivals or circuses set up by travel performers (and didn't involve actual fairies).

"Why not?" the knight says, shrugging her shoulders under the immense weight of her jewel-encrusted armor. "A little fun before my quest starts in earnest wont hurt anything."

The noblewoman trundled down the small, winding path, probably traveling only a few yards in all, when she came to a clearing filled with a massive circus tent.

A sign above a flap in the tent, painted as crudely as the one she saw by the road says 'ENTRANCE,' with a neat little swirly pattern on either side of the word.

Hilda studies the sign for a moment. Something about it seems off, but she can't put her finger on it. She stares at it a little longer. Then a lot longer. Eventually, she shakes her head and decides to enter the tent.