The streets of Port Caynn's markets were packed full of buyers and sellers. Thayet was one of them. Olesia had sent her out to buy a few things for baking. Jack had come too, claiming he needed some fresh air and he'd rather not be cooped up in the house all day. Thayet figured he just wanted some time alone with her, which was partly true.

On the list of things were some spices, and Olesia told her to go to a specific place in the market, probably because of the quality. She found the place and bought the spices on the list with the money Olesia had given her; cumin, rosemary, cinammon, basil, thyme. Jack was trailing behind her, looking bored as ever.

She had felt her baby kick the night before. It was almost magical, and she felt as if she loved this baby more than her own life. She was even more excited to see that baby be born. Olesia had asked Thayet about the baby, also, and she hadn't wanted to lie to her, but she had to, for her own sake.

It was her 5th week in Port Caynn, and she was enjoying more than being a queen. Well, that was partly true. She missed Jon, and she had to admit it. She loved him, and knew in her heart that they were meant to be together. She needed him more than ever right now, beacuase of the baby, but she couldn't get to the palace without a horse, baggage and help. She couldn't run away just yet.

"Excuse me," Thayet turned around to see an older man, probably in his mid forties, holding up some fruit. "Do you happen to know if these are ripe?" This made Thayet suspicious. Why would a man want to know that sort of thing? She didn't even know how to tell if fruit was ripe. She wasn't trained to do that sort of thing.

"I'm sorry, I don't."

"Well thank you anyway." The polite man bowed to her, and then smiled and disappeared. That was wierd, she thought as Jack caught up to her. He bowed to me? I hope he didn't know...

"What was that about?"

"Oh, he just asked me whether the fruit he had was ripe."

"That's not all, he bowed to you." Jack looked suspiciously at her. He was a spy, he was bound to find out her little secret. Or her big secret.

"No, he didn't. You must be seeing things." She smiled at him childishly. "Have you been drinking?"

George had gotten a few measly things about where she might be. The missing maids dress was one of them, and the people at one of the bars called 'The Cock and Bull' said they saw a girl fitting the description. That was all, though, and Jon was worried. He finished dressing himself, and was about to go through the door, when suddenly, George burst through the room. A startled Jon looked back at him.

"Sorry, Jon." He looked tired and took a moment to catch his breath. Jon was worried. Why was George rushing through the halls?

"What's happened? Is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine. I just got some great news on where your wife is!"

"Thayet?"

"Yes, Thayet." A look of joy crossed the kings face.

"Come into my office." After they were seated, George told Jon all about his spy's encounter.

"One of my spy's spotted her in a market with a man. She's in Port Caynn, Jon."

"Are you sure?"

"Well, that's what my spy said. We'll have to get more information, of course, before we can go find her."

"Is that what we're going to do? We're going to go find her?"

"Well, yer Majesty, if that's what ye wish."

In her room at the little cottage, Thayet thought hard. She couldn't stay here. She planned to run away tonight, back to Corus. What of her pride? That didn't matter anymore, she only cared about getting home.

She crept downstairs with a small bag of her blongings, and quickly stepped into the crisp, cold night air. It was dark outside, and she quietly walked to the stables to get her horse. Well, it technically wasn't her horse, but she needed it. She realized it was locked when she tried to open it, and she knew where the keys were, so she went back to the house as quietly as possible. She knew it was a risk, but she had to go home somehow.

"Kaden?" She shifted her gaze as she was stepping in the doorway. It was Olesia. She must have heard her get up.

"It's Thay- I mean, Olesia, what are you doing up?" She caught herself telling the wise woman her real name.

"I think the question is, why are you sneaking around in the dark?" She took a cup from the cabinets. "Tea?"

"Yes, please." Thayet had gotten used to having the wonderful tasting tea. It made her feel better whenever she felt down, and if she felt sick.

"Now," Olesia said once they were seated with tea and cakes. "I think you have some explaining to do."

"I know, and I'm sorry. I didn't want to lie to you all of this time." Olesia gave her a wierd look, and she blushed. She trusted Olesia, and she would kill herself if Olesia didn't trust her anymore. She was about to tell her who she really was. She owed it to the woman.

"My real name is Thayet. Queen Thayet..." She gulped, and breathed in, hoping for a suitable answer.

"You're the Queen?" Olesia's expression turned serious, and her face turned white. She bowed. "I'm sorry, your Majesty."

"Olesia, please, don't. Don't bow to me. Act like I'm not really the Queen, please."

"Go on with your story, then. May I ask why you're here instead of in the palace?" Thayet told her mistress all about the affair, the running away, and her love interest with Jack. She didn't seem to mind, only replied: "He's cheated on me before.". She hoped the woman would still treat her the same.

"Olesia, I trust you, please don't tell Jack, he would have a fit."

"I know it." She answered, and smiled. They had already moved onto their second cup of tea.

"And, if you would, if anything ever happened to me, you would care for my baby, wouldn't you?"

"Of course I would. Of course." After a moment of silence, Olesia cleared the table. "Now get to bed, Kaden. You need your sleep."

"Of course. Thank you again." She smiled and ran up to her room.