Purple Dawn Till Dusk : Dearest Through The Time Chapter 87
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After she changed her clothes and covered her hair she moved swiftly between the shadows of the torch, and within no time she had sneaked out of the room without those shadow guards knowing.
Many times she almost bumped into soldiers who were patrol or shadow guards who were hiding nearby but, thanks to her new ability to be able to detect the presence of those people around her, it made her move more easily while she was moving to the kitchen at the north of the fortress.
The light still bright inside the kitchen and there were 2 people inside. While one person cleaning a big table the other was checking the stove to make sure there wasn't fire anymore.
It didn't take a long time for them to finish their job and blow out the last sourced of light, in no time the whole room was enveloped with dark, only rays of light from the windows illuminated inside the room and help Senja to not dissaray.
The kitchen wasn't very big, it just a simple rectangular half wooden and half brick room with 2 stove at every side of the wall, a big cabinet near the door, some big barrel and drum along the wall and long big table in the middle.
Senja's body dangling between the roof truss, when she heard they closed the door and their footstep gradually faded away she landed softly on the ground. Her clear eyes swept swiftly around the kitchen, her gaze locked on to the drum near the cabinet that emitted strong smell, she walked slowly and opened the lid.
Inside, she found out a drum full with kerosene, they use this oil to ignite fire for their stove. Beside the drum there was small jar, Senja picked it up and carefully pouring the kerosene into the jar until it full and closed it, she put it aside. Afterward she watered her surrounding with kerosene.
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When she finished, the whole kitchen was emanating bad odor and damp.
On the table Senja took a candle and a few rag, she cut the candle into half so it became very short and dip the rag into the kerosene then arranged the rag in such a way so the rag scattered near around the candle.
She ignited fire on the candle, based on the length of the candle, it would took less than an hour before it burned out and make the kitchen into flamed because of the kerosene she had spread before.
After that Senja hugged the jar and walked out of the kitchen.
Her next aim was the stables at the south of the fortress.
Her original plan was to commit arson to both places, stables and kitchen, however once she arrived at the stables and saw hundreds of stallions behind the bars she didn't have heart to burn them alive. In minor case, at least most of the stallions would be seriously injured before someone could extinguish the fire.
Senja loves animal. So this raw plan gave her another headache.
Subconsciously she reached out her hand to the black stallion near her and as if understand her intention, the horse lower its head so she could patted him. The horse was neighing happily under Senja's hand.
"Sigh… what should I do then?" She talked to herself with helplessness.
Senja stared blankly to the horse in front of her, thinking the best way to solve the problem without much harmed bunches of this lovely creature. Her gaze fell on the row of lock on the crossbar.
There were around 7 locks on it.
She pulled out a pen-sized needle from her waistband and started her magic on those locks. Thanks to Sian meticulous teaching, now all of it is incredibly useful, no ties or locks that she couldn't open.
Within no time all of those locks were laying useless on the ground. Senja smiled satisfied with herself, she snorted haughtily.
"I proud of you Senja!" She said cheekily.
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