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Duc's Palace, Secret Passages - Vyones, Auvergne, France
8:00 AM - Monday, April 20, 1517

Brook and Gui proceeded down the narrow hall. Since Story and Elizabeth had taken one of the candles, they now only had one. The passage continued for a short distance before they found a pair of panels, one on each side. It continued beyond them.

Both of you, please roll Listen.

Gui held up a hand to indicate a pause, then cocked his head to one side to listen for any sounds.

(35%) 1d100

[95] = 95
Listen 55 d%: [ 95 ] = 95

Brook cocks a quizzical look at Gui: she can’t hear a thing.

Gui leaned in to Brook and whispered, ”I can hear voices downstairs. A man and a woman are talking - he is asking what she is doing in there. I couldn’t hear her reply and didn’t recognise her voice so I don’t know if it was one of your friends.”

"Maybe they've got caught snooping: told you people would start looking for us," Brook says admonishingly. "Let's get back before we get into too much trouble."

She turns, making to return back to her chamber.

”If you go now, Mademoiselle, they are bound to see you,” cautioned Gui. ”If we hear them coming up the stairs, then we might have to hide in one of rooms. Otherwise, if we move quietly then we might be all right. What do you say?”

“I get the impression you’re used to all this sneaking around,” Brook replies.

“Okay, let’s go with your plan for now; we can always pretend we got lost if we get caught.”

Gui tried for his best innocent look but the grin ruined it. ”I’d prefer not to get caught, Mademoiselle. People get the wrong idea and it’s easier not to have explain.”

”Shall we take a look?” indicating the panels and searching for the peepholes.

Brook shakes her head, but only to dispel the infectiousness of Gui’s grin.

“Alright then. The peepholes have been around here.”

She points to the approximate spot that the other spyholes she’s found have been.

Brook and Gui each looked through a hole in one of the panels into the rooms beyond. They were less luxurious than their own rooms, but they still had a certain modicum of style. Presumably they were servants' quarters. Both rooms were currently deserted.

“Empty servants quarters I guess,” Brook mutters.

“Perhaps they use these passages to travel between rooms unobserved; y’know, so that the posh folk don’t have to look at lower-class plebs. Doesn’t explain the peepholes though - that’s just pervy.”

She looks up from the holes to Gui.

“I guess we keep going?”

”Someone is coming up the stairs!” Gui whispered hurriedly. ”What shall we do? Hide in one of the rooms?!”

“Hiding is only delaying the inevitable. You go if you want; I’m gonna play the little lost girl act,” says Brook.

Gui rolled his eyes. ”Where is your sense of adventure?!” he asked her.

‘Buried under half of London,’ Brook thinks to herself.

“Let’s just say I’ve had enough adventures recently. Look, if I get caught, you have a better chance of hiding.”

”Very well,” said Gui. ”If you draw him away, then perhaps I could hide in one of these rooms until he has gone.”