She went about her day as she usually did, avoiding Lazar and taking note of all the places Orin could take advantage of her in. Before long, dusk came, and she wondered if she should really see Orin or not.
Maybe she’d be able to better work out her plan, as well. She waited for night, until she was sure that Orin was either mad and asleep, or had simply given up and gone to bed anyways before she slowly moved out of her chambers.
She kept as quiet as she could, closing the door almost completely silently. Her footsteps were light, and she made sure that everything she did would make it easy for her to leave if she needed.