Chapter 43 The Dungeon

*Theo*

“Where shall we take him, my lady?” one of the guards asked Sophia as I stood in front of them, wearing the torn remains of my guard pants.

Sophia puzzled over me, stroking her chin with one finger as she thought about what to do with me. I knew that Ciana was panicking back behind me in the garden area still, near where all of the shredded rose bushes lay, but there were guards between us.

“Take him down to the basement,” Sophia said. “I saw some kind of cages down there. Put him in one of those.”

I snickered, knowing she couldn’t legally hold me. After all, ‘she wasn’t yet married to the king, so she wasn’t the Luna Queen. She had absolutely no authority whatsoever to take me prisoner or hold me in a dungeon.

But I went along with her, all of it part of the plan.

“You can’t do that!” Ciana shouted.

I turned and looked at her, willing her to be quiet. She had to know by now that I was up to something, didn’t she? The panicked look on her face said otherwise.

Was she really worried about me? That silly woman…

It was nice to think that she might care a little bit about what happened to me, but in reality, she was probably just concerned that we’d never get back to our own reality if I was locked up somewhere and not able to help with our plan.

In the basement, I immediately noticed that it was not a dungeon. There were bars here and there that formed different areas, but I saw telltale signs that this room held lots of secrets. I had to wonder who had lived here before Sophia and what kinds of activities they might have used the area for.

It wasn’t to hold people as prisoners, not for long anyway. Of that, I was fairly certain.

“This’ll teach you!” one of the guards said as he shoved me behind a flimsy barrier of bars.

“Yeah, he’ll die down here! Starve to death!” another one laughed.

They all traipsed up the stairs, and I shook my head. Getting out of there would take me less than five minutes.

But that wasn’t what I had in mind.

meant to appear to be. There was more to it than that, and I intended to discover exactly what it was, even if no one else understood my purpose. It might seem to be a distraction from the true matter at hand, but I needed to sort it all out because

at the different way that the rocks fit together, searching for some sort of weakness, a breach in the strong hold. A few areas interested me more than others. I thought I saw a switch mechanism in the floor, but I was afraid to push it because I didn’t know exactly what it did. It would probably be

on the other side of the bars out of nowhere. “You had to

on her face actually made me feel good. What the heck was wrong with

not to smile, I addressed her. “It’s not as bad

I saw the way that she was always looking at every

asked me. “You’re

“I don’t think I

to stand beside

had feelings for her, and it made me want to lash out irrationally at him.

I forgot that it would actually work in our favor

my eyes narrowing as I felt a darkness settle over my countenance. “Who do you think you

closer. He and Ciana were right on the other side of the bars now. “You’re

I wanted to get out of there so I could teach him a lesson. No longer caring that it would be

Ciana’s eyes widen first as her hands went shooting up in the air. Warren’s did,

that both of them had been

She was a bit on the edge of the part of the floor that fell away, so I hoped I might be able

catch the lip of the opening. I dropped to my knees and shoved my hand through, straining to reach her. Just as my fingers grazed the back of her knuckles, she lost her grasp and disappeared from

my ass. That had not been

***

*Ciana*

of flowing water. My body ached, and my eyes refused

even the dim, flickering light around me painful. I managed to sit up, pressing the heel of my hand to my forehead, and slowly, I

out of a dream. I’d been in a few enchanted forests in

sienna color glowed in the amber lights that flickered off and on all around us, and

I wasn’t completely immersed in it, thank goodness, or I likely would’ve drowned. Something told me I had been there a while. Looking straight up,

I realized that I was thinking “we” because I wasn’t alone. Warren was lying on the ground next to me, and it was clear that his injuries were worse than mine. His face was pale, and his breathing was

he began to blink.

are we?” he

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