Tiptoeing down the corridors and reaching the back stairs, they noticed that all maidens went to greet the merchant and his wife that just arrived from no land.
They sheltered behind a green velvet curtain where a vase already covered the point of view from the other side.
Luna dragged back her sister. "Be careful, your shadow can reveal us." She noted, uttering the words as calmly as she could.
"Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Please accept our condolences," Anastasia said on the behalf of everyone. Charles didn't return yet and it meant he was still dangled with everything related to their father.
Barbara was standing beside her. She was the only beautiful maiden and that chunky woman didn't like her and always kept looking at her in a way that wasn't appropriate.
The woman took her gloved hand out of her body while with the other one, she held the kerchief in front of her nose. She was pretending.
