"This way!" shouted the maid while we both ran.
Her voice was loud and frantic, cutting through the corridors of the castle.
I could hear the distant echoes of guards shouting behind us.
We ran fast, our feet pounding on the cold stone floor.
Every turn we made felt like a gamble, twisting through the castle's endless halls.
We kept making turns each time we met the guards.
At every corner, we peeked carefully, seeing shadows move too close for comfort.
Sometimes we had to hide behind pillars, holding our breath until the guards passed.
Other times, we sprinted across open hallways.
Hoping the noise of our steps wouldn't betray us.
Somehow, the whole castle filled with shouts.
The noise bounced off the walls, mixing with our panting and the clatter of our footsteps.
I knew it, they were looking for us.
Their voices were getting closer with every shout.
Every step felt urgent, heavy with fear.
We had no time to think, only to run.
We soon reached the backyard.
