Even though he immediately gave chase toward the first floor, Shade was still a step too late.
When he reached the first floor, he happened to see Miss Bayes being dragged unwillingly into a side corridor by someone wearing white gloves.
Even when ladies wore gloves to a banquet, they were usually intricately styled lace gloves. Ordinary white gloves, on the other hand, were mostly worn by men.
"Miss Bayes is in trouble?"
Frowning, Shade immediately followed after them. Of course, before pushing open the door and entering that corridor, he first asked a servant in the banquet hall what it was used for.
"Sir, it leads to the kitchen and also provides empty rooms for the kitchen Chefs to rest in."
Chefs capable of preparing dishes, pastries, and drinks for a banquet of this caliber truly deserved specially arranged Resting Rooms.
Shade nodded and entered the corridor. Although ordinary guests were not allowed into this "staff area," Shade was not an ordinary guest.
The banquet was in its middle stages, and the kitchen was still busy. The corridor used by serving carts was elsewhere, so there was no one here. Only faintly, from around the corner at the far end of the corridor, could he hear a man and a woman discussing today's dishes.
Because of its position and layout, the corridor before him had rooms on only one side, while the other was a wall hung with oil paintings. Since no disturbance came from around the corner, it meant that whoever had forcibly dragged Miss Bayes here had not taken her out of this corridor.
"There are five rooms in total. Can you find Miss Bayes?"
*My perception can only work at close range. No, even pressing against the door won't work unless the other person is also