Princess Elizabeth had thought twice before roaming the entrance of the great mansion. She knew she had to do it to allay the fire in her. She wanted to see him and she would do it. Standing by the huge entrance stood three soldiers. They both looked strict judging by their countenance. She knew she wouldn't be allowed in, as it was a unholy time of the day. Instead of giving up, she had turned around to the other side, made sure the coast was clear, before climbing on the walls of her death. Even with a few soldier guarding the mansion, she knew well of the eyes around the walls. If not for being cautious and careful, she would have been killed by someone or perhaps something. She opened the window lock using the duplicate key with her. She hopped into a passageway through the window. And quickly she walked into an unknown room.