The parlour was near the entrance, so it was easy for Melva to find her way out of the palace. She had no intention to escape from Vance as of the moment, for it was completely useless and foolish without careful planning and striking a deal with him in her favour. It was the air of freedom and wilderness that she needed.
Melva was used to hunting in the forest every morning. It felt weird for her to wear beautiful dresses and do nothing inside an establishment. She missed the smell of the woods and the thrill of hunting the animals. Although she had no bows and arrows in her possession now, merely taking a peek at the forest nearby that she had seen on her way here would be sufficient for her to finally breathe.
