She did not stop until she reached her chamber and slammed the door shut behind her as if to shut out whatever ghost had been following her. She was stepping away from the door backwards when she heard a voice from behind her that made her almost jump out of her cold skin.
"My Lady, are you all right?" came Farrah's concerned voice as she stood by the bed, holding a folded set of underwear and a clean dress in her hands, and stared at the lady who had rushed into the room, looking as pale as a sheet.
Belle quickly composed herself and sighed in relief when she saw the maid in her room. Mustering back her senses, she nodded her head. "Yes, I am fine," she muttered as she walked further into the chamber, her dress leaving wet trails behind her.
She stood off to the side so she wouldn't drench the rug in the middle of the chamber. She couldn't help but wonder who had been in the corridor. Was there another person in the castle who wore a cloak apart from Rav?
