The Green Dragon Inn.
Lady Yesgrace was sitting with the best wine in the house and what served as this place's best pastry.
It was about three social levels lower than what she was was used to, but she'd been living on whatever she could shoot or pick off a tree for the past few months, so she'd eaten it with a remarkable gusto that her childhood tutors would have been horrified over, along with a nice tasty fish dish with a bit of saffron.
She really wanted to find a tailor of course, but that would take time. And there was a job. A job she didn't REALLY need to do now that she was back in what most would consider "civilization".
But at the end of the day, despite her complaints.. she just wasn't ready to step off the road yet. She might hate the food, and she'd kill for a really good pot of tea and a few tea cakes, but at the end of the day, she was starting to admit that she liked this lifestyle.
Though her duties were calling her home, she just felt like she couldn't do it yet.
So, maybe the best thing was a quick and easy job with no complications to get it out of her system. At least, she could earn enough money that she could at least travel back to her home in style and on her own terms rather than the wandering wastrel she no doubt resembled. Her sisters would NEVER let her forget if she came home looking as she did. At the very least she could get her dress repaired and buy some more jewelry to replace what she'd turned into sling bullets.