An Ally for Astra?

Twenty minutes later, she walked ruefully - and rather gingerly - out of the Discipline Room. She hadn't been paddled like that since she was caught stealing apples when she was ten years old. She was now even more convinced that she needed to get away from this mad-house as quickly as possible. The only problem was that it would be at least twenty-four hours before she could sit on a horse (or indeed on anything that did not have a pile of soft cushions) without considerable discomfort.

She had to find Fred at once and talk to him. But she was now in an unfamiliar part of the palace. As she walked along the corridor, hoping to spot something that would enable her to get her bearings, she noticed a maid just ahead of her. The girl was down on her hand and knees, polishing the floor. Hearing someone approaching, the maid looked up, brushing her hair out of her eyes. Astra realised that she had seen her before. This was Exotica, formerly known as Princess. [25408]

Perhaps Exotica could help her to get away. "May I talk to you, please?" Astra asked politely.

1. "I'd be only to happy to talk to someone who's still sane," Exotica replied.
2. "No!" Exotica said, looking frightened. "Leave me alone!"
3. Back to Fred and Bob...

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