Chapter 22: Freedom again

Abigail continued down the hallway away from her chambers. She held the black hood over her head and tucked her blonde hair into it, hoping to keep away her features. The touches on the wall and those on the ceiling shower the marble stone with their radiance, but it would be impossible for anyone to recognize her with them, especially now that the party was at its peak.

Soon her mother would come looking for her, but she would be disappointed to notice that her door was locked from the inside. And knowing who Queen Isabel—her mother—was, she would leave the door with threats to discipline her in the morning.

Abigail smiled and hurried down, taking the stairs two at a time. She heard approaching voices and hid behind the pillar at the base right of the s