"I said, I have to go ho," Rose repeated.
"Your mother?" Welma whispered.
Rose nodded. "I have to see her. I must."
Welma nodded, trying her best to pay attention to the conversation even though she was worried about the Queen.
"Have you spoken to the crown prin—" Welma shook her head. "Is there so way for you to go ho?"
It was stupid to ask that, especially when she knew Rose wasn’t here by choice, and by the tone of her voice, it was clear to anyone that the crown prince was not an option.
Rose glanced at the open window for a brief mont, her gaze passing through the parted curtain, not settling on anything but the broad blue sky from this distance.
Rose turned her attention to Welma. "It’s hard to say," she whispered.
Escaping the castle was hard, but that wasn’t all. The crown prince was sure to capture her before she even left the capital. She doubted she could make it out of the castle unless she found so secret pathway that led outside the fences.
However, if by so miracle she got away, Welma and the sisters would be punished. She didn’t particularly care for Welma, as it was hard to sympathize with soone who was a spy for the Queen, but she would feel awful if harm were to co to the sisters because of her.
Welma took a step forward. She didn’t like the way Rose sounded. "What can you do to leave?" She asked.
Rose’s gaze furrowed. "I don’t know yet, but..." Rose paused as she ntally completed the thought.
She was traveling with the crown prince. She didn’t know how it would go, but sothing told her it might be easier to get away while away from the castle. She didn’t know the full details, but the crown prince was likely to have his hands full with the bandits, and there might be an opportunity for her to get away.
"But?" Welma asked when she didn’t say anything.
Rose blinked as she pulled herself out of her thoughts. She smiled a little, but the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes.
"Welma, I have so information the Queen might find useful. Sothing that might keep your head," Rose suddenly said.
Though Rose doubted the Queen would actually send Welma to the dungeons, the crown prince was stricter, and the Queen probably already knew that Rose had handpicked the maids to attend to her.
She doubted the Queen had much control over Isla and Chelsy, as they originally didn’t work in the castle, and even if she did, the sisters might not easily side with her, and the news might reach the crown prince. Welma was Her Majesty’s best bet. At least for now.
Welma brightened up and stepped even closer. "What is it?" she asked eagerly.
Rose had thought Welma was a lot smarter, but at the sa ti, she couldn’t fault the maid, as she had co close to death after the incident with the lord. It was enough to break anyone’s back.
It didn’t help that it still hung over Welma’s head, as no one knew if the lord was fine or not. Rose almost wished him dead, as she hated what he had said to Lady Delphine, but Welma would take the fall.
Rose forced herself to return to the current issue. Her situation was more important than anything else, and figuring out a solution for herself was her priority.
"I am certain Her Majesty would appreciate the information that I will leave the castle in a few days."
Rose knew the Queen couldn’t win against the crown prince. If he said she was going with him, no one could stop him. However, it didn’t an the Queen couldn’t make it difficult for him.
Rose knew it would be easier to escape the castle if the crown prince was gone, but that was only if the Queen didn’t get to her first. But it was a chance she was willing to risk.
"What do you an?" Welma asked, confused. She wasn’t sure if Rose was talking about her escape plan or sothing else. Rose had just ntioned that it was hard to say how she would leave the castle.
"The crown prince will take when he leaves for Futherfield in less than four days."
Welma instantly looked relieved but imdiately appeared shocked. "The crown prince is taking you?"
Rose nodded. "Yes, and I plan to escape him then and go back to Edenville to see my mother."
Welma’s mouth fell open. It was an escape plan.
"W-wait, what? Wait! Why would you even tell this?"
Rose shrugged. "So you’ll pray for . If it doesn’t work and I’m caught, I’ll say it was your idea. I also need your help—to tell all you know about Futherfield and any information you can find. You have to tell everything you know, because if my plan fails, we will both take the fall."
"Please slow down," Welma said and sat down at the foot of the bed. She needed so ti to process what she had just heard.
"Will you help ?" Rose asked.
Welma lifted her head to look at Rose. "You aren’t giving a choice, are you?"
Rose shook her head. "I am not."
"Are you sure this information about you leaving the castle would be that important to the Queen?" Welma asked.
Rose looked at her with an unimpressed face. "You tell . What do you think?"
Welma turned her gaze away and sighed. She pald her face and sighed again before taking her hand off. "You’re right."
Rose shrugged. "Knowing Her Majesty, she would be very interested in knowing."
"What you’re asking to do is quite dangerous. I can’t just go around asking."
Rose rolled her eyes and stared at Welma with a bored expression. "What kind of spy are you? Besides, you owe . If it weren’t for , the prince would have caught you, and if it weren’t for you, I would have escaped and the Queen would have never known about the dress."
"You owe too. I warned you about the poison."
"That doesn’t count when you’re the one who tried to kill ."
"Yeah... I am sorry about that."
The room went quiet for a bit.
"Are you serious about escaping?" Welma asked.
"Yes," she whispered.
Welma sighed. "I’ll do my best to see what I can find out. I don’t think it will be much, but I’ll try."
"Thank you," Rose whispered.
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