Escaping the Mansion.

Marianne enters her room immediately she gets in the mansion. Theresa smiles at her and she returns it cheerfully. She knows she is proud of her.

Viscountess enters her room and Beatrice follows.

"How is he able to do that?" She asks furiously.

"Mother, I think Mario is getting wise. Or maybe he got lucky today." Beatrice says innocently.

"I don't think he is that wise, he is still chasing guy around, shamelessly." James says as he enters the room and looking from her mom to her big sister, even though he knows nothing about their scheming plans.

Amelia, the Viscountess, can't help but rub her son's hair for reminding her of that.

He is still a gay.

The title of the Viscount still belongs to her son, she thinks and smiles wickedly.

As the sun rise over the grand estate, the Viscountess begin to prepare for her tea party. She summons her servants, who dutifully lay out the finest china and silverware, and brews the finest tea. The Viscountess dons her finest dress, and as the ladies began to arrive, she greets them with a warm smile.

In the grand estate, the Baroness curtsies deeply to the Viscountess, her head bowed low.

"Your Excellency," she says, "I am honored to be in your presence." The Viscountess smiles and returns the curtsy.

"The honor is all mine," she replies graciously. "How has your journey been, dear Baroness?"

As the two women converses, the Baroness could not help but feel a little envious of the Viscountess's opulent lifestyle. But she does her best to hide her feelings, and they continues to exchange pleasantries.

The Viscountess leads her to where others are.

Other Viscountesses, baroness, countess, marchioness and duchess from neighbouring village are also invited for the tea. The noble women cannot help but hide their disgust face and sly remarks as they interact with the merchants' and Traders' wives among them.

Meanwhile, the Marianne is secretly plotting her escape. She remembers about a crime that happens two years ago Is going to happen next week. The murder scene is going to happen at the baron's courtyard this time and he really wants to get to the root of this case, before it happens again for real. She dons a simple cloak that she usually wears when going out like a commoner, watching the Viscountess interaction with guests, and also looks out for Theresa who will not let her go. When she sees that no one is watching, she walks climbs out through the window.

As the tea party continues, the Viscountess is completely unaware that Marianne has disappeared. And Beatrice also is playing with the baroness's daughter and notices not anything.

James is with his tutor, snoring on the table while the tutor sighs frustratedly.

Marianne is already on her way to the town, her heart pounding with excitement. This is not her first time been out on her own, but because it has been a long time, she relishes the feeling of freedom. As she strolls through the streets, she sees sights she has not seen for years, and meet people from all walks of life. She remembers leaving Southwark after her father has disown her, to go to the city of London to find the duke's son. It is not a new and thrilling experience for her, but she knows she would have to return to the estate before anyone discover her absence, but who cares.

The streets of Southwark are narrow and crowded, with people and carts bustling about. The buildings are close together, and the air is thick with the smoke of chimneys and the stench of sewage. In the distance, the towering spire of Southwark Cathedral rise up, its stained glass windows sparkling in the sunlight. The streets are lined with shops and stalls selling everything from meat to clothes to medicine. The noise of the market is almost deafening, and yet there is a certain energy and vitality to the place. It is a place where people from all walks of life came together, and where anything can happen.

As she walks, she smile and can't help but to reminisce on the past. She want to enjoy herself a little before she start the mission on how to be the best Viscount, getting a murderer is one of the roles of a Viscount, right?

She enters the market and it's busy as usual. The air is thick with the smell of fish and salt. The vendors shouts and calls to the crowd, trying to draw in customers. Boats bobs in the river Thames, laden with fresh fish from the sea. The noise is almost deafening, as people haggles and barters over the price of their goods. In the distance, the bells of Southwark Cathedral rings out, adding to the cacophony. It is a vibrant, chaotic scene, but there is also a sense of community and camaraderie among the vendors and customers.

She can't help but smile at the scene.