Light and hurried footsteps echoed across the hallway as the woman skittered across, avoiding any human contact. She turned every now and then to make sure that no one was following her besides the two young maids.
Even though they weren't people she could trust fully. But sometimes, Agnes thought, sacrifices had to be made.
When she reached the end of the corridor that lead directly to the Dowager's chamber, she pulled the door gently open and stepped in.
Although the sun was beginning to cast down, it created a shadowy figure especially considering the location they were at that moment.
Behind the the Dowager's chamber was a neglected garden that had slowly began turning into a wild forest. Left to her, it would have been cleared several years ago, but the dowager insisted that it
