Capítulo 102: The Good in Trouble.

Angeline clad in a maid gown could be seen moving swiftly down the long, marble-lined corridor, her head lowered and her face shaded by a sheer veil.

The elegant folds of her gown modestly brushed against the polished floors as she hastened, the lights in the corridor shining brighter than the ones she had seen in the other corridor she had passed before.

She did well to hide the echoes of her footsteps as she hastened, hoping and praying that she would not be noticed and exposed and that she would find the right room.

Angeline kept her gaze fixed on the floor as if caught in a private trance. She determinedly focused her mind on her task.