Ruelle slipped out of her room and made her way toward the place where the carriages were usually parked. The cold bit her skin as she scanned the space but the carriage she came to look for, along with its coachman, was nowhere to be seen.
She was about to turn back when four carriages arrived in a line, one after the other, before coming to a halt.
The servants moved quickly, unloading the trunks without pause. Ruelle's gaze lingered a moment before she asked,
"Do these trunks belong to King Septimus?"
"They are garments for the groundlings. For tomorrow," the nearby servant replied, not pausing in his work. He then scolded the person before him, "Careful—don't drop it. Take them all inside."
And as she looked at the trunks being taken in, she caught sight of Kevin carrying a small box.
"Kevin?" she said, surprised. "I thought you were assigned to start working at the castle."
