Swiftly, Vasilka retreated her steps and concealed herself against the wall next to the door in her chamber to avoid bumping into her. Even if she had been in plain sight, Nadine wouldn't have noticed, for she was struggling to drag Reezhel's heavy body.
Vasilka looked at the bottle in her hands, which had dried herbs powder which her mother had made by herself, and put it in her trunk, knowing that she was prone to get injuries in this palace.
"Looks like he doesn't need me anymore." She chuckled bitterly.
Vasilka sighed as she peeked out, searching for any sign of their presence. Not a glimpse of them in sight, she ascended to the third floor, a sudden urge to feed her brain with something fun, and it could only be provided by one person.
Vasilka knocked on the door, and after three long beats, it was opened.
"What took you so long to open?" She asked, stepping inside.