Chapter 153: A Bad Feeling
What surprised Kim the most about the servants was the fact that aside from letting them know that the servant's entrance was a complete waste of time, that one had left a window open when she was busy cleaning it earlier. She'd left it open because the call for them to assemble before the party by the chamberlain came and she had planned on closing it when it was over.
Kim wasn't sure what was important about the window being left open exactly. After all, couldn't they open one themselves and escape through that method? It wasn't like it would be a secret entrance or anything. Maybe it would be difficult from the outside if the windows had locks on them, but from the inside it should be good enough.
She was also happy to learn that one of the servants had some healing skills, though not enough to completely heal all of them. Though, she was happy to have that ability to put her entire weight on her leg again. Although, she couldn't help but calculate how much of her allies she'd need to use to protect these servants. She didn't want their deaths to be on her conscience any more than she had wanted the men who died in that killing field when they'd had to rule out the possibility of getting through the front gate.
"Couldn't we just open any window?" Kim asked as they started to follow the maid through the hallways, navigating a complex route that left Kim feeling a little lost. Maybe if she had a floor plan of the building she wouldn't feel so lost, but that wasn't important to her.
"You could, but the chamberlain would be alerted," the maid answered. "Only those who had the crests of the duke's family would be able to open them without him being notified."
Kim thought about that for a minute as they turned another corner. "Do you still have yours?" she asked, conflicted on if she expected the maid to have it still or not.
The maid shook her head. "No, we were all told to give ours to him before he had us tied up," she said, sounding like she felt like it had been a personal betrayal.
"Pity," Kim remarked. Those crests would have been useful, but she couldn't say she was surprised. After all, she had the feeling that they wanted to limit the possible places they could escape from, which would mean those crests would have been problematic.
"Guy," Kim said suddenly. "What do you know of this estate? Is there any place that we might be able to get out and move around to attack those blocking the main entrance?"