Things had not been the same since she was kidnapped. She stopped going out altogether and told her father that she couldn't go back to school, which he was fine with since she didn't need the refinement as much as her eldest sister had, and she had a hard time being around people in general. Her father bade her to leave the house this time because he couldn't handle seeing her frightened the way she was. So he sent a maid with her and told her to go to market and pick out anything she wanted... anything to make her smile again.

But she wasn't smiling. She was hanging back behind her maid, who kept stopping to chatter with other people and even lowered her voice a few times to address what had happened. Pearl didn't care though. She stared off and fingered some fine fabric she didn't even want, but decided to get some for her sister anyway. "Miss Carrington?" She heard interrupting her thoughts and looked up in startlement, "Hmm?"

The maid was trying to figure out if she was alright. Pearl sighed and nodded, though it wasn't quite true. She began to walk without watching where she went, and eventually bumped into someone hard enough to hit the ground, and suddenly she was reliving the terror she felt that night in the cave. She threw her hands up in defense and said, "Please...!" When in reality, she wasn't in any danger.