Meet me in the middle of the maze, discreetly please. Wear something nice, hair down too. And this hairpin. -James Vògel
James slipped the letter beneath Strelizia's door as discreetly as he'd requested her to be when she'd leave for their meeting, then left off for the maze.
Strelitzia picked up the letter and slid the pin off after reading it. This was the first time he'd bothered to plan something. Not that she could blame him when he was busy slaving away for her uncle. She fished around in her closet until she found the perfect dress. She'd spent the next half hour getting dressed.
He wanted her to be discreet which meant slipping past servants and nobles alike. During her time there Strel had gotten pretty good at getting around without being noticed and this time was no different.
