The Villainess Wants To Go Home novel Chapter 24

I waited a couple of minutes before leaving the storage room. I ran again, I huffing and puffing already ran out stamina. "Diana, you should have gotten some exercise. You have no stamina".

I stopped slamming my back against the wall, a few men walked by without realising I was here. Once they left, I ran again. Taking a turn, I stopped when I saw the stairs leading up.

I pondered over the thought of taking the stairs and risk getting caught but I don't see another way in since I don't have any of my grappling hooks to hook on the walls and the windows don't have balconies. '****'. Nearly everyone was out for training so I guess it would be fine.

I took my chances, I leaped on the banister and leaped further up landing on the banister a few metres high. I leaped further up landing on the banister even higher then I leaped to the side, with my right leg I pushed myself to the others side I started to move side to side pushing myself higher.

I finally reached the second floor and landed silently. I was already puffed out again, I stopped to take some breath. My ankles already ached from running and leaping, my throat tastes like blood and my lungs hurt.

I looked around to see swords hung upon the walls for decoration, burn out torches bolted on the walls, a few small arched windows to let some sun light in to brighten the corridors.

After taking a short break I sprinted off. I took a sharp turn to the right and came upon doors.

Time to scavenge my way through. I went to the first door, hearing no presence inside, I slowly turned the doorknob praying it wasn't lock. When I heard a click, I beamed with joy.

'Yes, it's not locked'.

I pushed it open, a cold breeze escaped the room making me shiver. I took a step in and scanned my surroundings. There was four bunk beds, two against the walls. Each made form the same plain oak wood, plain brown blankets and each having one white pillow stained with a light-yellow hue.

There was a couple of small chests in the room with the biggest being at the far front in between the bunk beds.

I made way to the front, I bent down praying it wasn't locked. I tried prying it open, but it was locked.

"Damn it" I slammed my hand against the wooden lid of the chest. 'I guess I have to pick lock it'.

I slid out a hair pin from my hair and shoved it in the keyhole. I was a pro at pick locking.

Slowing moving the pin around it didn't take me even a minute to here a click. I took the pin out and placed it on the floor. I lifted the chest open with my weak arms, I felt like I was going to let go of the heavy lid and will fall on my fingers.

All I saw was pouches, boots, spare daggers, a couple of books, pants, and a cloak. Yes, a cloak.

I thought I had to go through all the rooms to find a cloak, but I finally found one, and it didn't even take me more then 30 minutes.

I clasped my hands together and closed my eyes 'Good sir thank you for letting me borrow your cloak. I promise to return it to you when I'm done with it, and I will reward you for your kind generosity'.

I slammed the chest shut and locked it again, so it doesn't seem someone came in here.

I got up and threw the brown cloak over shoulder, I tied the ribbons together and lifted the hood over my head to cover my face. It was kind of itchy but it had to do.