From the moment she heard Maude Aleric's voice, Triss' eyes became bugged out as her body trembled ever so slightly.
'Of all the rotten luck,' she thought in despair while only slightly trying to resist the chains the City Guards had used to bind her. It wouldn't budge.
Then again, even if she had broken the bounds (A highly unlikely concept), could she have gotten away? And what about Stefan? After all, it was her wanting to save him that had gotten her captured in the first place.
Things had gone so well at first. Henry and Angus were keeping the Manor's strongest forces busy while the rest of them followed the 'map' Angus drew and took a near-secret path that led into a barracks of sorts used by the Black Manor's Vykers.
It was empty just as the Vyker Angus questioned said it would be and with only the City Guards stationed and patrolling the inside of the Manor to worry about, they were able to skulk about to all the caches marked on the map.