Henry quickly scrambled further down the hall. He ran blindly, until he was knocked onto his backside by running face first into something tall, white and furry.
Henry blinked, he looked up and was greeted with the stunned face of a winged unicorn that towered over him, her green, blue and pink mane softly moving behind her in waves, ignoring gravity.
The mare, adorned in golden regalia, leaned down, looking concerned as she offered a hoof to help him up.
"Are you alright?" she asked but her voice fell on deaf ears.
The light streaming in from a nearby window served to highlight the golden tiara perched atop her head. The gold polished to a shine, the elegant curve of the headpiece itself, the way the amethyst in the center caught the light and glittered like a star.
Henry had to have it. In one smooth motion, he hopped to his feet and swiped the crown off the mare's head. He was already bolting down the hallway by the time she realized what happened, he looked back to see her blinking owlishly and the two unicorn guards hastily moving to catch up to him.
Henry smirked, his prize in hand as he navigated the twists and turns of the different rooms and corridors, knocking over priceless displays and darting around confused staff as he went. He slipped through a side door and down a short flight of stairs, free of his pursuers for the moment. Henry stopped at the landing of a large staircase, the outside world past the door that lay beyond the foot of the stairs and another set of guards.
He needed to get past the guards. The railing looked sturdy enough to slide down, with enough speed he could fly past them. He could also distract them and slip away while they were occupied or simply bulldoze his way past with a good old-fashioned shoulder charge. Henry checked his pockets and pulled out a smoke bomb.