#28- Alone
It wasn't, Susan reasoned to herself as she hurried through the hall, that she didn't want company. It was just that she hadn't any time to herself since the coronation and she needed some privacy.
Voices echoed in the corridor, warning her.
Susan's searching eyes lighted on a pair of beautifully carved wooden doors, through which she slipped with as little noise as was Humanly possible.
With a sigh of relief, she turned to look at her hiding place. As she stared in wonder at the endless shelves of books, Susan realized that she had finally found the perfect sanctuary.
