Before Susan could ask what was the good idea, Freya has taken Susan's hand, chose a direction to hurry forward. She was taller than Susan, and her gown was simpler than Susan's dress, which made her moved fast and light like a happy cat, that Susan has to trot after her with the hem of her dress in one hand.
"Where are we going?" Susan asked.
"Take you somewhere nice," Freya said, smiling back and winking at Susan.
"But ..." Susan instinctively felt that wandering around like this might get her into trouble, but looking at the way the girl walked, without hesitation, she seemed to be familiar with the place. Even if she ran into the oncoming palace maids, she was able to get into the next room in time to avoid them.
"Who the hell are you?" Susan asked, staring at the girl in confusion.
