jacunliffe
Chronically Bored Teen
Isabel steeled herself for the job, heading into the castle disguised as a maid. It was surprising not as hard as she thought it would have been considering that she wanted it to run smoothly. "Congratulations you gotten in...." She mutters as she walks down a hall following two maids headed for the second floor. As she walked she patted her side, comforted by the knife that was there just where she had placed it before leaving. Her palms began to sweat as a group of guards walked by her. Patrolling.
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