After roaming one round in the ball showing her presence and filling herself with wine, Rivienne sneaked out from the hall. She walked gracefully along the hallway that led more into the palace until they were completely away from humans.
Entering the crown prince's palace she peeked from a corner and waited until the maids to begone. A sharp click-clack sound echoed in the golden hallway. Holding her hem up, nervously looking around Rivienne passed the thousands of closed wooden doors under the high ceiling like a subtle gust. The red gown trailed her.
When shoes began to rip the skin on her feet, she stopped and took them off leaning on the wall. There was no sign of Cain who bumped into her or the silver prince that vanished like a ghost. And the library was just a few corridors and staircases and some other corridors away from where she stopped.
