Instead of sticking to stay inside the room which Madeline had been eager to do before, she walked in the corridors of the castle to receive the quiet looks that were passed on from the servants who walked by. Somewhere she felt that the maids were curious to know and see who the human was, who was freely walking in the castle. Though their gazes were not direct, she could feel them.
After she had spoken to the man who was in the dungeon, she had come to find out something which wasn't too obvious of a hint, but she felt maybe it could lead her to something—the bulbous bottle. Four years ago, when both she and her sister Beth, had gone to visit the fair that had been set up in the village, she remembered her sister whose eyes had fallen on the different shapes and sizes of bottles.
'How much are these?' asked her sister, who was a year older to her. Beth's chin had been tipped up as she looked at the vendor.
