The palace was silent like every night; Virgil was making the last check before retiring. He knocked on every door before exiting the servant's quarters. Virgil had a lamp on his left hand as his right hand checked the quarters. He turned from closing the last door when his ears caught a man approaching.
“Greetings, Sir Virgil.” Senalmade a bow.
“Everything is in order, I hope.” Virgil fixed his monocle facing the man.
"The Princess is ready, Sir.” Virgil nodded.
“She is confident to go out like this?”
“Yes, her Highness, do not wish for further delay.” Senal stepped aside as they walked out of the hall.
Rosa was standing in the middle on the other side of the hall. She had a dark cloak carefully covering her all over. Her mask was back on her face. This time, she made sure the duals were with her. Her new cloak was just above her ankles. Silver was standing behind her.