The Vatican's dormitories were quiet today. Usually there were workers talking to each other, women gossiping and fooling around, and birds chirping. Sadly, as I was slipping on a normal dress to wear, no one was talking or singing. I slipped on my walking boots. I slipped thread and a couple needles underneath my dress.

The dress I wore was brown leather and it had a collar that lightly touched below my armpits and reached to the middle of my back. It was long and reached to my ankles. Today I was going to town with Nuno and he was treating me to tea. I didn't want to be attacked again, so I decided to dress as a normal person, not as a member of the Inquisition.

A knock was heard at my door.

"Coming!"

I turned the knob of the door and pulled the door open. Nuno was there, holding a blue flower. He took of his hat and bowed, holding out the flower.

"For you senhorita."

I smiled and took the flower gently from his hand. I put on my ear.

"Shall we go?" I asked.

Nuno held out his elbow and I took it.

"We shall," he said and we strolled to the town.

The town, unlike the dormitories, was busy and bustling. The bells of the churches were ringing, the people were shouting, and the crowds were moving. I gently put my hand on Nuno's arm and looked away from the glares from the older men.

When we got out of the crowd, he led me to the nearby café. It was white and it smelled like cinnamon toast and coffee beans. The waiter poured brown rivers of smokey liquid into a cup on a table where two people sat. It gave me a better view of how people were in this city. Nuno brought me down to a table inside. He pulled out a chair like a gentleman. Nobody would've thought he was a member of the Inquisition. I sat down and pulled my hat over my eyes.

He sat across from me. I looked to him and saw he was calling a waiter over. I grinned as we talked for what seems like forever. The things we talked about differed from favorite foods to how Petros keeps his hair color light blue to political news.

"So you're from Portugal, Nuno?" I asked as the waiter brought tea. I haven't had tea for god knows how long. It was when I was still was a noble. Even so, I decided to embrace it, this nostalgic feeling. I still was not sure if I should go to my aunt and reclaim my place.

"Yes," he replied after drinking some of his earl grey tea,"But I used to be a captian of the Lazaros."

I spruted out tea that I was drinking.

"Are you okay Siena?"

'This guy was one of the guards at the castle! I didn't notice?!' I cover my mouth with my hand, trying to hold back the liquid splurging out of my mouth. Nuno came over to me and patted my back and I felt a tickling on my shoulder. I stopped coughing.

"Thank you Nuno."

"Siena…"

I turned back and looked at Nuno's shocked face. He lifted his hands away from my back. He put money on the table and took my arm and led me away.

He brought me to an alleyway and punched the wall next to my head. I scrunched my face, in fear and surprise.

"Why did tell me you were the Duchess?!" he exclaimed and held his head with his hands. I looked away in shame. He was right, I should've told someone.

"We thought you were dead?!"

I looked up at we.

"We?"

He looked at me with such tearful eyes.

"The remainder of the Lazares that your father sent us out to protect you. The supervivientes that your family intrusted us with your life."

I felt sorrow falling down a large pit in my stomach. He was the Capitan of the small army that my father had command of. A militia, if you will. I could not choose if I wanted to be free or to be caged now. I had to go back to Castile now. I had to face my aunt and stop her tyranny. I had escaped it for so long that it started to flow out of my memories. I wanted to stay free forever, like the wind. Nothing would take it away. I pushed Nuno's arm out of the way and ran as fast as my legs would take me away from the place.

"Duchess!" shouted Nuno. My head did not turn back. My mind and body just told me to run as fast as possible. Onlookers would have guess I was a gypsy again, hair swishing through the wind and my golden barrette fell to the ground. I looked back and saw Nuno shoving through the people and searching for me. I picked up my barrette and swiftly contiuned to run.