There certainly was a perk to being a female knight and that was the bathhouse for noblewomen. Though she might not have been as high ranking as most that used it, she didn't exactly have many options. Lower ranking knights often used tubs and worked together in heating up water and cleaning up in one of the rooms in the barrack. Of course, the number of female knights was low so that place was pretty much only for male knights. Which gave the few low ranking female knights access to the woman's bathhouse even if they weren't exactly as high up as others that used it. 

She undressed and set her clothing down at one empty corner of the pool, cringing as she heard a small gasp sound from nearby. The only downside were the occasional stares she received from gossiping noblewomen who weren't used to seeing such scars like the large one she had on her torso on women. Penelope rolled her eyes and stepped into the pool, relaxing at the warmth of the water. She glanced over at a group of women nearby. Most of them seemed to be ignoring her aside from one who casted her a look of pity. 

Penelope turned her head away from them as she felt a stab of annoyance. Her scars didn't particularly bother her—many knights had them after all—so she certainly didn't need the pity of this woman. Focusing on getting herself clean, she grabbed her soapy cloth and began to scrub herself down. The knight worked effectively and felt rather refreshed now that she was clean again. Stepping out of the water, she dried herself off with a towel and rang out her drenched hair as much as she could before slipping back into her clothing.

The knight relaxed as she walked back down the corridor of the castle, heading in the direction of the great hall as she debated if she should go find Naida. Off handedly, she wondered how Crow was faring. She wasn't exactly sure what they had planned for him that day but assumed that the king was keeping him busy with preparations. Penelope let out a small sigh, wishing she was able to go to his side. The thief had seemed so stressed the night before and she wanted to be there for him. Unfortunately, it seemed she had to settle for supporting him from afar for a while. 

Realizing she had let herself wander a bit aimlessly due to being caught up in her thoughts, the knight decided to try and find Naida. It might have been a bit early to get ready but at the very least she could spend that time in the company of her friend. Spotting a servant with the royal crest heading down the hallway, she moved over to approach the younger looking girl as she carried a small basket of clothing. 

"Ah, excuse me. Sorry to interrupt you but do you happen to know where Naida Mannering is?" Penelope asked her. 

The servant blinked. "You mean the princess? I believe she's in her room right now."

"And... where is that?" Penelope asked bashfully. Noticing the servant hesitate, she let out a small sigh. "I'm supposed to meet up with her before the ceremony that's happening later today."

"O-Of course.. It's on the third level down the right hallway. Second door on the left ma'am." she explained timidly.

"Thank you." Penelope dipped her head gratefully and then headed off to the staircase, beginning to head up to Naida's room. It still felt strange to think of her friend as the princess but she supposed it was just something she'd have to get used to.