Relaying The Message

Dorothy slightly opens the wooden door. Through the small gap, she takes a peek inside the kitchen with the hope that there's no one inside. To her despair, her hope is so distant and illogical.

Since the palace owner is about to wake up, how could there be no people working in the palace kitchen?

Ultimately, she opted to wait for a while, until the number of staff in the kitchen is subsidized a bit.

Exactly after ten minutes of patiently waiting, Dorothy thought it was time. Slowly, she opened the door a bit more.

Creak—

The rusted door hinge creaked.

Her movement instantly stopped due to the unexpected sound produced. Once again, Dorothy takes a peek .

She sighed in relief.

The kitchen was too noisy with human activities to notice the creaking sound. For a second time, she pushes the door a bit more. Now, there's enough room for her body to go through.