Sneakily, Angel took advantage of the fact that her mother hadn't returned yet, donned a hat and scarf, and stepped outside, covering her face and head completely.
"Are you sure you want to do this? Using fire under the sacred tree is a very serious crime... After all, everything here is made of wood."
"Do you know what the principle of legality is?"
"I read about it in a book."
"Then that's it. Only the Elf Judge can convict you. Before being convicted, you're innocent. If you don't get caught, who could convict you?"
"And what if I do get caught?"
"Trust me, you won't get caught."
Standing on the balcony, Jones watched as Angel sneaked down the spiral staircase, blending into the bustling crowd of the marketplace.
About half an hour later...
