At ten in the morning.
Three solemn black sedans pulled up in the open space near the hotel. The smartly dressed female bodyguard, after confirming that Rosemary Rose was the spitting image of the girl in the photograph,
respectfully opened the car door for her.
Rosemary climbed into the car in the middle and retrieved a black blindfold from her bag, handing it to the bodyguard for inspection.
She was well aware of the royal protocols - the fewer people who knew the whereabouts of a royal residence, the better.
The bodyguard was somewhat surprised; she had prepared a brand-new blindfold for Rosemary but before she could offer it, Rosemary had already presented her own for inspection.
The thick blindfold would block out even the faintest light. After checking it, the bodyguard handed it back with both hands, saying, "Thank you for your understanding."
