Adeline staggered backwards, her eyes trembling. She glanced at her fingertips, which had gone cold with fear. Her face paled and she dashed for the doors.
"Your Grace?" Stella cried out, startled by the abrupt opening of the doors.
Stella was just about to enter with the new tray of snacks that the Queen had requested. She blinked once, and already noticed the Queen racing down the staircase, as if she was chased by a demon.
Adeline could hear the quickly approaching footsteps of her entourage, not far behind her. She continued onwards, dashing down the staircase, whirling through the corridors, her dress caught in between her legs. She tripped a bit and grabbed the sides of it, lifting it so that she could run easier. Out of all the days, she had to wear heels and a long dress today!
"Woah there," Weston muttered, just as the Queen nearly bulldozed into him. With her urgent and huffing chest, he was certain she'd knock him over.
