The night in the stoic walls of the majestic castle enveloped everything into darkness, and only bright cold moonlight lit up empty corridors. Priscilla moved slowly almost silently around the building, carefully looking around. Moonlight illuminated her path, and she moved through the shadows of the walls until she heard the voice

“And what are you doing here at midnight, lady?”

Petyr Baelish came out of the shadow of a marble pole and moved smoothly to the girl