Chapter 243: The Impromptu Meeting in the Storage Closet
Duke Valenridge had no idea how this woman—within minutes of leaving the Princess's chambers—had already managed to make it nearly halfway out of the palace.
She moved quickly, her worn shoes silent against the stone floors, her white hair slipping further from its bun with every hurried step. She did not look back. She did not slow. She moved with purpose, like someone who had spent years navigating these corridors.
The Duke lengthened his stride.
He knew Baron Redwick was following behind him. And he could only hope the scholar knew exactly why he was doing this and was perhaps willing to help too.
They rounded another corner.
The corridor grew narrower here, the walls older, the sconces spaced farther apart. The shadows pooled thicker between the circles of light, and the air smelled of dust and disuse. They had entered a part of the palace that few servants frequented and fewer nobles ever saw.
