No matter what, it was Roran who ultimately knew about the Keep. So when he asked her to keep her mouth shut, she obeyed without question, and when he waved for her to follow him to the kitchen, she did so without second thoughts. At that moment, he was the sole authority that she would submit to, because she knew very well that her very life depended on him.

The kitchen was asleep, not dead. A single scone was left lit either by choice or by accident. She paused with her back against the closed door, allowing time for her eyes to adjust to the darkness and her racing heart to settle. It was just fatigue, she repeatedly told herself.

Roran went on ahead, intent on fulfilling their secret mission. She nodded on him once then followed his advice and managed to locate a couple of small light pans that would be useful on the road. It was not very difficult to find food in the kitchen, and she learned that these men were terribly organized which made their task all the more easier. At the end of their raid, the bag that Roran carried was half filled with dried goods, spices, and cooking utensils. It would not last until the Wastes, but carrying more would slow them down. 

Ysabel was one step behind him, concentrating on not making a noise so when he stopped she almost bumped into him. [i]"Are you okay?"[/i] he asked.

She nodded and managed a small smile, but before he turned away, her gloved hand found his arm. “Are you sure about this?” she whispered back before they moved towards where there was no more turning back. “I am very thankful that you are helping me now, but there really is no need for you to come with me.” She shrugged. “I was just teasing about appointing you a position. If leaving Cannor will put you in danger, I do not believe I am worth risking your life for.” Besides, she might choose to return to Horngul, to the only life that she knew how to live. She was not a queen and she will never become one.

“Let’s keep moving.”

((No Problem. Would you want them to get caught? But maybe when they are near the stables to increase their chance of getting away.))