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Tess frowned, confused. Was she insulting the King or his guards? Wasn't the king a good man? To hear her father tell it the King could move mountains and worked very hard every day to make sure his people were safe. Perhaps Jay was wrong; this was probably just a bad day for the guards. Or maybe they had been busy elsewhere. At any rate, the kind probably had better things to think about than the lazy peasants in the slums. She was very surprised to hear that Jay did not dance anywhere else. "Then you have another occupation?" Tess questioned, a confused eyebrow raised. Nobody could fully support themselves by just dancing. Tessla remembered thinking that a while earlier. Was this girl...poor? She didn't look like the many destitute her parents had described to her; she seemed healthy and well fed. Birdie was strong and energetic, much more so than the overstuffed Creatures within the keep. Perhaps, she wondered, excess was just as unhealthy as lacking. Another scenario entered her head. "Oh, you live with someone, yes? Perhaps married?" The noble girl had failed to try and see if the girl was wearing a wedding ring.