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Chapter 2.
Luckily, no one looked at me twice, assuming that I was just an ordinary servant. I almost laughed at the guards' serious faces that looked like they were trying to find the smallest pieces of the puzzle missing the ones that were under their noses.
A blast of hot air ran through me as I entered the kitchen. Serving girls ran around with groceries in their aprons, while the cook – a rather large woman, was mixing something in the huge pot, from which a delicious scent was steaming up. I heard my stomach rumble, reminding me that I haven't eaten since the day before yesterday. There is no time. I have to run before they notice anything. I'll find food somewhere else, a thought ran through my mind. My hand felt couple dozen golden coins, laying in the deep pocket of my new outfit.
"Hey, you! Come here!" I've heard a deep voice of the cook. I looked at her with wide opened eyes, not knowing what to do. "Well, don't just stand there, I need your help."
"Ummm… I cannot…" I mumbled.
"What do you mean you can't?!"
"I have to go into town by the request of the Lady Elizabeth" I said, hoping that this excuse will work.
The cook blinked "Ok, than, go fast, the Lady doesn't like to wait." I felt a relief flow through my body as I ran to the door. "Lizzy! You lazy bump, come over here!" I've heard harsh voice of the woman before I pushed the door open.
Bright autumn sun blinded me for a moment. I filled my lungs with cool air and smiled – it's been so long since I've been outside. Laughter filled my ears as I looked at the little children playing. All new set of bright colors struck my eyes – I was overwhelmed by happiness that indulged in this place.
A cling of metal reached my ears. I spun around to see a soldier coming my way. Blood and bloody ashes, I cannot get caught! I thought. A sight of gate caught my eyes, and, trying not to attract any attention, I walked as casually as I could towards the gate.
My hand reached the metal handle, I pulled it, and the door gave easily. I stepped through the opening and locked the gate behind me. Taking a step back, I raised my head and looked at what once was my home – my prison.
The door of the castle opened and I saw my cousin step outside. Not giving myself time to think, I turned around and ran as fast as my legs could carry me. Behind me I heard James yell my name, his voice was full of desperation and fear – fear for me and for the others.