Using her tongue to feel the path of the rope, she eventually tugged the lead string backward through the main knot and let the binds loosen up enough for her to wiggle her feet around enough for the cord to fall off.
Next she stood back up and blew out four of the candles in the chandelier above. It left just enough light for her to see, though not enough for a human to spot her as she backed up into a dark corner, shrouding herself in shadow.
She stood there for what could easily have been a half zetran without so much as twitching her ears. Nobody came to her room. Nobody knocked. Nobody even walked by from what she could hear.
No matter. Her patience was far from running out.
When the boots finally did come marching down the hall some time later, she tensed, though quickly forc
