He was descending into the light when he felt his carpet, or what he thought of as a lump of carpet move. The thief pushed the sew grate aside and shoved the body into the light shortly before climbing after it. He bent over the other slapping him in the face lightly. “Wake up sleeping beauty, you are free to go back to the castle now.” Once his job was done, he moved past the boy surveying where the path lead him. It was the heart of the merchant class a residential district. Nodding in approval he searched around till he found an house with its laundry out. He wanted new clothes to discard the guise of a vagabond rebel