Only when she was certain that he was asleep did she carefully step out of bed. Tiptoeing across the floor, she reached into the pocket of the robes she'd flung across the back of a chair. If Antonin discovered she'd stolen the invisibility cloak, she was going to have to come up with a believable lie. His breathing was still steady. She twisted the doorknob to make her escape. A squeak of the mattress springs stopped her in her tracks.