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Scandal: Chapter Two - navessa allen
I sped blindly around the corner in the hallway, not knowing where I was going, only that I needed to escape. A set of stairs, their narrowness marking them as the servants’ stairs, appeared at my right, and I wrenched my skirts up and climbed them, shocking a maid into a high-pitched shriek when I burst through the door at the top. I didn’t stop to apologize or give her a chance to mark my appearance. Well, beyond the obvious. Damn this hair of mine, I thought for the second time in so few minutes. It all but ensured that I would be recognized wherever I went. True, I wasn’t the only redhead in the ton, but no other ladies had quite the flame-colored hue as I did, only Marcus. The hallway I sped down was claustrophobic and dimly lit, most likely the staff quarters or some part of the house designed for their use alone. There would be too many eyes here for me linger without notice, so I found another set of stairs and took it upward, to the top floor of the house. They deposited me in a much wider corridor, one clearly meant to display the …