Rose got to the great hall, trying to get into the ball as quietly as possible, but it was hard not to draw attention—certainly not with her dress.
She had quietly asked Chelsy if she knew about a side entrance somewhere through which she could get into the ball without drawing any attention though that didn't happen.
The maid had understood immediately and had taken her around the corner. The journey had been a little longer, and they had to follow a dark corridor, but after some time, Chelsy had stopped walking and told her to just take the path down.
Rose nodded, she could already hear the bustling voices coming from the hall. Chelsy waved as she mumbled that she couldn't be caught here, and Rose waved her goodbye.
Rose didn't start heading towards the hall immediately; rather, she looked around the corner she was in. It looked like a hallway, but it didn't particularly seem secret. The windows were open, and they poured moonlight into the path, lighting it up.
