Daphne's POV
For the first time tonight, I didn't care where the night took me, or more importantly, where my own two feet were headed. I pushed one foot in front of the other as I scurried out of Nikolai's room, my mind still whirling from what just happened.
I didn't stop, I couldn't afford the luxury of doing so. I stole a glance or a million as I headed farther and farther away from the crime scene. My palms were sweaty and I could feel my thighs stick together, and no it wasn't in a good way.
Something caught on my heel and it took a while to get it out. Curse Camilla and her choice. Curse me for also agreeing to wear this. I eventually found my heartbeat returning to normal as I found a spot to hide. It was a bit far from Nikolai's room, but not exactly close to the hall where A
