After helping the princess move the bookcase out of the way, the servant looked down the dark staircase. Nice, this would work. He followed closely behind Genevieve, since she had the candle and probably knew the passageway better than he did. When they popped up in the stables, he gave a grin to the stable boy and put a finger to his lips with a wink. While the princess went to her horse, he looked around behind a certain barrel and pulled out a bag he had prepared, throwing the strap over his shoulder before returning to her. He turned to the stable boy quickly. "Not a word of this to anyone, now. Think of it as payment for [i]that thing[/i] you asked me to help you with before, if you like." Seeing the boy's face go slightly red, he gave a smile and patted his shoulder and turned back to Genevieve. 

At her question, his face fell. He thought for a quick moment, but could only shake his head at the conclusion. "I'm afraid there's no way we can get back in without them catching us. The guards will likely be on high alert for a while, and if those Fae are still in there..." He looked down with a sigh. [i]For all we know, they might have already finished the job just to keep us from getting the chance again.[/i] He knew that was not a good thing for her to hear, though. This was bad enough. "Princess, I'm sorry."