Stone escorts me out of the party around 11pm and takes me back to the dressing room from before. The two girls are there to take off the dress and give me pajamas, but unfortunately, I am not given the chance to shower. In under five minutes, I'm dressed and opening the door back up to a waiting Stone.
"Let's go," is all he says before turning and expecting me to follow as he walks off at a brisk pace. I hollow behind him, my feet a little cold on the floor. I'm only in a pair of socks with no slippers. My pajamas are also just slightly too cold for me to be comfortable. I wonder if I'm just not used to the cold of the North or if this is being done on purpose.
We go up three floors, to the top floor where everything is very different. This is obviously the servants' quarters. I'm not i
