The moment Jasmine turned her back in Hildegard, she didn't look back.
She was worried that if she did, she would be overcome with the feeling of guilt.
Hildegard was staying in the prison cell dresses in her own clothes..
Jasmine didn't know what was going on, but she wasn't stupid enough to know that Hildegard staying behind was a death sentence.
She very gently and quietly walked up the steps that led out of the cell and went straight ahead.
Her heart was beating so fast she felt it would pump out of her chest.
She remembered how she had taken off her shoes and handed it to Hildegard.
"No." Hildegard had whispered sharply. "You shouldn't wear any shoes."
She had looked down at Hildegard's feet and saw that sure enough, Hildegard had no shoes on.
"I didn't wear to prevent any of the guards hearing my footsteps." Hildegard explained as she collected Jasmine's shoes and wore it herself. "And you have to do the same. Thread carefully."
