One thing Cecelia already knows: keep your fellow servants secrets well. You never know who you would need as an ally. She follows without comment down the stair well beyond the cleverly hidden doors. Her eyes widen at all the beautiful flowers through out the room. It is unprofessional to gasp.<br/><br/>"Just one question before you depart, Allen. How am I going to answer how I came across these? Surely her majesty will suspect something."<br/><br/>Cecelia is guessing that he had been here long enough if he could secret a room underneath the royal snot's nose to know exactly how to lie to here. And get away with it. The other servants she had come across had spoken well of Allen, siting him as resourceful and quite patient.