However, when she thought of the precautions they had taken, she felt reassured once more. Rather than affecting their escape with her downbeat thoughts, she resolved to think of the inflamed face of the Prince when he discovers that she was gone. Ha! He would go wild!
Only with such impish conception, did she finally garner courage and went ahead to suspend her legs and straddle the cord, gripping on tightly with both hands. Slowly and steadily, she slid down the length, stepping down her hands and legs in sequence.
As the verandah projected broadly from the building, there wasn't any structure edge beneath to support her, hence she'd to merely do with the cord and hope it was strong enough to contain her weight.
With time, she had glided halfway down the length of the twisted fabric.
