CELIA
We entered the palace through a window of one of many rooms. The window was open and on the backside.
“Go to the kitchen and blend yourself with the other maids.” My words whispered to Lydia.
She nodded her head.
We hugged each other and parted ways. She went to the left, and my feet headed to the right nervously.
Iyana told us about Damian's prison.
He tortured people in prison to satisfy his ego and insecurity. Iyana drew a map of the entire palace for us.
Following the map, my anxious steps reached the prison. Iyana said a few maids were responsible for the cleaning of the prison cells.
I spotted the maid who was preparing herself to clean the prison cell.
“You're going inside?” My voice startled her.
She turned her head to me and furrowed her brows in confusion.
“Eh
