You ducked your head as you as you enter and held your wings as tightly against your back as you can. Would anyone figure out who you really are? You stole only some basic adventuring gear and hid it under a baggy set of servants clothes. Still, your violet eyes must have stood out, but there was little you could do about those.
You tried to squeeze through the crowd, muttering apologies and sinking in fear as you invariably bump into someone or another trying to make it to the bar. Just get to the bar, get a new body for a little and maybe, maybe you would be able to enjoy your night.
You just made it to the bar when someone shouts, "Hey! Down from the Palace are we?"
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