Chapter 0305

“It’s not a fault to be dependable,” I said.

“It is if it makes you immovable. You have to be more willing to be wrong.”

I closed my mouth and glared at him. As usual, my sharp looks seemed to bounce right off of him without taking hold.

“Come on,” Julian began walking. He didn’t look back, expecting me to fall in line behind. him. Damn him, I needed to, for Piper’s sake, so I did. “We can’t keep our dear uncle waiting.”

Together, Julian and I walked out of the palace and toward the guard barracks. In the basement beneath their facility was a type of prison. Julian jokingly called it, ‘the dungeon,‘ though that title wasn’t far from the truth.

It had been built long ago and though lighting and plumbing had been added later, it still maintained a certain level of castle dungeon aesthetic: thick stone walls, iron bars, chains on the walls. The interrogation rooms were once torture rooms, though no torture took place

now.

At least, none that I was privy to know about. I had suspicions though.

kept in a special cell at the end of the long, narrow hall. His cell was dimly lit, with only a bulb light on the ceiling

seen

that my nephews came to visit me,” Terry said, distain dripping from his voice like

shock wore off Julian much faster than me.

said.

did she? I imagined she would. It was only my lust for the girl that kept her safe from

Her. Off,” I said now, adding

incredulously, and then laughed – loud and hard and mocking.

hell is so funny?” Julian asked sharply. He

laugh ebbed, though the mockery remained in the patronizing lilt of his tone. “She is higher up in the underground organization than I

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slicing through me. Jane is…? How could

made sense. Per the letter welcoming Terry to the underground, his admittance had been rather recent. More recent than Jane, from what Piper had previously indicated.

a young age. She’d

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