You both wait for Adriano to take care of the breastplate and the order then make your way to the central market. The market is normally vibrant and bustling with people, but today it's even more alive than ever. Colorful streamers have been hung around the streets to add to the normal fruits, vegetables, spices, and meats on display. The lanes and alleys are clogged with people shuffling along with not a sliver of spare space between them. Almost as soon as you arrive, a beaming woman gives the three of you hand pies from a basket she's wielding then disappears back into the crowd. As you walk, you let Fizza stop here and there to gather the things she needs while you look around.
About halfway through the market, you spot a stage that's been built at the far end against the castle wall, and on the stage is a woman in a vibrant red gown with jet-black hair tied up with a festive red flower. Just then, you feel an elbow in your ribs.
It's Adriano. "That's the Contessa. Let's go see."
You look over to see Fizza is deep in debate with a shop owner over some fruit.
"Leave her, she can find us at The Inn later