Chapter 329.1
Draped in a cloak of deep black, Eugene navigated her path with a cautious grace, her eyes flickering across her surroundings. The notion that the distance between the greenhouse and the rear entrance wasn’t extensive held true only within Dana’s frame of reference. It essentially meant that it was a shorter trek compared to the grand entrance, which demanded a considerable amble from the carriage.
Anxiety seemed to stretch the space, making it far vaster than during her initial survey. The gentle presence of the little one resting on her shoulder offered solace. It implied that the sensitivities of a keen beast wouldn’t detect any lurking presence.
The attendant entrusted with monitoring the rear door’s activity reported encountering knights frequently over the past couple of days. Thus, a window of opportunity likely existed now.
It seems they’re effectively diverting the knights’ focus, Eugene thought.
Given Dana’s recruitment of individuals skilled in rhetoric and the dramatic arts, this endeavor wasn’t amateurish by any measure. The assistance of the Fire King might also be proving invaluable.
Eugene hastened her pace, heart reverberating in her chest. A sudden apprehension of being seized from behind gripped her. Upon finally reaching the rear entrance, her clenched fist was damp with cold sweat.
With a quick scan confirming her solitude, she raised her gaze to the colossal iron portal towering over her by twice her height. The rear door served its purpose only when essential items required transport to the manor. Lately, its use had surged due to forthcoming receptions, yet its typical frequency of opening was about once every ten days.
Today, they had deliberately left the door unlocked. Despite this, Eugene struggled to budge it. The weighty iron barrier remained immovable, even when she pressed her entire body against it. However, at her side stood an aide imbued with the strength of four grown men
“Little one, unlock the door, please.”