[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: TOCCATA FROM SYMPHONY No. 5 ~ WIDOR]
The figure walked in the dark of the night, constantly looking over their shoulder to see if anyone was coming behind or, worst case, watching. It's been two days since the queen dowager and her cousin have been locked up. It was only right to do something for them to escape.
In front of the royal prison, the guard saw someone approaching; it was a woman. According to their leader, nobody was allowed to visit any of the prisoners.
"Hey, woman!. Go back; there's no visitation allowed," the guard spoke loudly enough for the woman to hear. Instead of retreating, she kept advancing forward.
"Do you not hear me? Take one more step, and I will have you locked up," the guard warned in a harsh tone.
The woman stopped, as if scared of the words the guard had uttered, but that wasn't the case. She squinted her eyes to know how many guards were at the entrance. Two. It was just two; that was enough for her.
