While the Queen was planning her transaction with the Prince, Flaris was desperate to escape. She would not be used to blackmail anyone. She would hate to be a weakling!
There must be some way to get rid of this binding. She had tried to take her hands out of it but it had simply let her hand move along with the tie.
Thinking hard, she thought to herself, if the ties were moving, she could just walk out of this place with the thing tied around her, right? Getting up in a swift motion, she carefully walked three steps away from the bed. The ties moved along with her. Excited at the little success, she then stepped forward three more steps. Success again.
Almost jumping with joy, Flaris then covered more until she was at the door of the room. She bounced on the balls of her feet in anticipation of her impeding escape.
