With the information provided by the young maid, Bartlett easily found the location of the cellar.
It was located in a rockery in the garden, with a small inconspicuous door among the jagged rocks. Vines were intertwined around the door, hiding it well. One would not notice anything strange without getting very close.
However, there were no guards at the door, and the nearest guard with a spear was more than 500 meters away, dozing off in a pavilion. When Bartlett entered the rockery, the clear sound of the stones he accidentally kicked did not wake the guard. Or perhaps the guard's snoring had already drowned out all the subtle sounds around.
A passing cloud covered the crescent moon's glow. As the night grew darker, the uninvited guest Bartlett stood outside the door, frowning as he pondered his next move.
