Luckily by the time he had followed her in, the door had closed and the others would only be returning moments after. Rea of course, was the only one to know of the passage, along with her family, and she would travel it as long as she needed. She doubted her parent's would care enough about her to divulge information on where the escape routes emptied. She was only their prize, she saw nothing more to them, as much as she had told herself she had loved them.<br/><br/>Leading him down further into the castle, they finally caught the short breeze as they exited the stairs into the tunnel. No light would guide them, but Rea had known the path would not trick her, not this one, like so many others. She had found this out the hard way. When she noticed the stagnant smell in the air, she began to realize the smell of his wounds. The rot of open flesh, "I know darn well where I am going," she snorted, rolling her eyes.