Chapter 290: The Shadows and the Secrets
Bridget moved through the palace corridors like a ghost, her footsteps silent against the polished stone floors. The light filtered through the tall windows in pale golden streams, casting long shadows across her path. She kept to the edges, her body pressed close to the walls, her eyes scanning every corner.
She had been following Baron Frederick for nearly an hour.
The man moved with a nervous urgency that bordered on desperation, his head constantly swivelling, his hands twitching at his sides. His footsteps were uneven, sometimes quick, sometimes hesitant, as though he could not decide whether to flee or to hide.
He stopped suddenly.
