Trent found himself shoved physically down halls and into side passages that the normal guard would bypass. They held closets and servants, not a high priority, especially with the numerous bottlenecks that made it nearly impossible for thieves to slip through. However, there was no need for random soldiers to stumble across them. Kate was highly versed in these back passages, since she was restricted to them in her time as a servant. Trent struggled to slip away, but found Kate's constant adjustment on her grip difficult to escape.

Broad daylight held issues with quick identification from afar, oh how the two wished it was night. Upon glancing out at one of the bottlenecks there was only the usual guard in lax duty. This was the quiet job. The real vigilance was needed at the gates and on the walls. This was simply a checkpoint. If they acted normal, they could walk right past, their backs the only indication that they were even there. The guards were to stop entry, not exit. Kate was about to make a go of it, hauling Trent with her, when she found her efforts hindered by Trent stopping her this time.

[color=00ff00]"Kate, would you hold on a minute!"[/color] he had to stop her again. This wasn't time for a conversation, it was time to flee. [color=00ff00]"Kate!"[/color]

In sheer desperation, Trent hauled her back and forced her to look into his eyes. [color=00ff00]"Would you stop rushing! If you talked to me for five minutes this whole thing could be avoided. Everybody is incredibly excited about this, way too excited about it, I would even call it giddy."[/color]

The guards were shifting, and another few were approaching on a random patrol. Their window of opportunity was rapidly closing. More eyes meant more chance of catching on. She went to spring dragging Trent along with her, but his words held much more weight than Trent's sleight frame. [color=00ff00]"It's a trap!"[/color]

[color=00ff00]"I was asked one question before being dragged in here, 'Do you know Kate Iles?' There's only one reason for that, they were testing your loyalty, which means they expected you to bust me out of here!"[/color]

It would have been great to hold a tidy little conversation and debate it, but the truth reared it's head. One of the servant's doors opened and out strolled a guard possibly headed to relieve himself. The chamber held numerous other soldiers armed and armored for a fight and waiting for their signal to spring the trap. The fellow had to do a double-take when he saw them, a screaming indicator that he had been familiarized with their appearances and was keeping an eye out. Guilt and panic gushed out of his face at the sight of them and he went to alert the others.

Trent sprang to action, shoving the fellow and slamming him against the wall. His armor making a horrible crash. At this the guard screamed, and all hell broke loose.

[color=00ff00]"Kate, go I can take care of myself!"[/color] Trent ordered.