POV Tanya:
The young woman walked down a wide marble corridor in a long, wearing a richly decorated red dress. She tried to keep her calm, but she heard it. The same patterns of breathing and steps were always around her. Someone was following her.
She hurried up her steps as multiple possibilities passed through her mind, 'Is it just some political rival, or am I being suspected?'
She felt that both options weren't far-fetched as she knew that her recent actions created many rivals and could even lead to someone questioning her loyalty, 'I was sabotaging the whole expedition for years. It wouldn't be weird if someone becomes suspicious.'
She passed through another corridor, passing by an old man dressed like a low-level royal official hunched over a book.
She controlled her expression, but inside, she was already panicking, 'I have seen him three times today. Always in different clothes.'