I might had freedom to roam around the castle but I couldn't step one foot without acknowledgement of two bulky guards following closely behind me. There was this one second my mind pondered over to distract them and explore the castle by myself but their sharp gazes and horror-stricken looks forbid me to do so. 

I rolled my eyes. 

How could I be so dense to even wonder that Claus would let me roam around all by myself, when in harshest reality I was his rival's daughter, the spoil of his war.

The tired sun was just about to hide in the heart of distant hill. The cascading air carried...