Beatrice didn't immediately close her eyes even though night had fallen. From behind the balcony of the room she now occupied, she could see the faint orange glow fading into darkness. Despite its beauty, Beatrice couldn't stay here for long.

"I have to get out of here," she said determinedly.

She counted several times the possibilities of jumping from the balcony and landing in a part of Sam's house. Even if she managed to do it without getting injured, Beatrice also needed to know the direction she would take to escape. She couldn't end up surrendering herself to the ever-watchful guards.

"Damn it!" Beatrice grumbled. "What am I doing here?...