"There are at least four guards at the entrance," Edmund whispered, his eyes carefully scanning the dark hallway.
It was hard for Primrose to see the condition of the hallway since it was so dark, and her view was blocked by Edmund. Because of that, she simply believed everything her husband said.
"When I sneak into the corridor, can you distract them with something for a while?" Primrose asked. "That way, they won't realize that I'm entering from the window."
Edmund nodded. "I got it."
He picked a few pebbles from his pocket—yes, pebbles. It seemed like her husband had already anticipated that he would need to do this, so he had prepared them in advance.
With his other arm still wrapped around Primrose's waist, he carefully shifted his body so his wife would have a clear path to slip into the corridor.
"You can go in as soon as I give you a hint, got it?" he asked.
Primrose nodded without hesitation. "Got it."
She took several deep breaths to calm her rapidly beating heart.
