White Stag

Chapter 4~Escape

I examine the small dining knife. It appears to be made out of silver. "Rich people," I mumble, rolling my eyes. It will have to do.

I take it into the bathroom with me. I turn on the shower to disguise the sound and I brace myself against the toilet. I steady my hand and I slide the sharp edge against the obsidian sink. I pull it back fast. Shaaa-ting. The loud noise makes me cringe. The running water from the shower hides it enough that I feel comfortable continuing. Shaaa-ting. Shaaa-ting. Shaaa-ting.

Ten minutes later, the blade is shining brilliantly white in my hand. I turn the shower off and feel around the wall for a place to hide my blade until I'm ready to escape.

"Bingo!" I whisper to myself in joy. Near the door, there is a small, unnoticeable crack in the wall. I pick at it with my finger until it's big enough to fit my knife.

After stashing my knife, I bang on the door. "Miss Faith! I need you," I whine like the spoiled girl Axel expects me to be.

A minute goes by before I hear keys jangling and the door unlocking. "Yes, Miss?" Miss Faith looks bored to death. I couldn't guess why, this must be the most exciting thing that happens in her day.

I twist my hair around a finger to make the act seem more realistic. "It's so stuffy in here. Can you let me out? Please?" I lean in close. "No one has to know." My eyes are light with mischief.

Faith holds her breath for a minute and then rubs her forehead. "Only for an hour." I squeal and follow her out.

"And, Miss? Don't bother the Master. He's in a terrible mood," Miss Faith calls as I wander away from my room. Part one of the mission is a success. Now I have to find materials that will help me once I get out. I am hoping to find a bag to carry some materials, food, and new clothes.

The White Stag Estate is considerably larger than I expected. I aimlessly wander until I find stairs leading to the basement. I come across a door and peek inside. It appears to be a sewing room. I glance around and see that the room is empty. Luckily, I'm also wearing a dress with extra bra room. As I walk around the room, I look for anything that can aid my escape. On the wall, there are leather strips hanging. I grab one down, knowing it will become a good handle for my blade. I quickly stuff it in my dress and leave.

I stroll around the estate. Realizing the farther I go that it is more like a castle. While walking, I spot a backpack hanging on the back of a door. It contains a weird map, which is written in a language I don't recognize and a water bottle.

A loud cough comes from behind me. I gasp and spin around with the backpack in my hands. Axel is standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. He raises an eyebrow at me while mine furrows.

"What? I'm a girl, I need a bag to put my stuff in," I huff. Admitting to taking the backpack is the best decision at the moment, especially when Axel is in such a bad mood. He was ready to attack at any moment.

Axel gestures with his hand and sneers. "Take it. I have no desire for a purse. But you need to go back to your room." He snaps his fingers. I swear a servant appears at the sound. "Now."

"If you're going to act like a dick, at least wear a condom on your head so you look the part," I mutter. I glare at him before walking with the servant back to my room.

Once I'm back in my prison, I retrieve my knife. I wrap the leather around it and swipe it in the air a few times. I open the backpack again and look inside. I pull out the water bottle and the map. I want to make sure that I do a thorough search.

After checking all the pockets, I search the backpack's seam. As soon as I rip it open, I find a folded-up piece of paper. I take it out slowly to avoid damaging it.