The light cast over the 'intruder'. Allen stopped, and placed a gloved finger to his lips. He wrapped his slender fingers around her wrist, gripping firmly yet gently. He pulled her down the corridor, away from the princess's room. When they were out of earshot of the princess's room, he let go of the maid's hand and turned to face her. Cecelia was her name, he had ensured that he memorised details of each servant and maid serving in the palace.<br/><br/>He gestured to her candle holder, which was completely out. He took the candle holder and planted another in its place. He used his own candle to relight her's before setting both candles on a table which stood before a large mirror in the corridor. "It seems that you are having some trouble Miss Cecelia, you were wandering near the princess's chambers. I must warn you, she is not very forgiving so do try to tread carefully." He clapped his black-sheathed hands together softly, creating an empty sound. "If you do have any problems, do tell me about them and we'll see if we can adjust your duties accordingly." He crossed an arm over his waist, bowing slightly. He picked up the candle holder and offered it to her.