Sylvia's POV:

Geoffrey was imprisoned in a dungeon.

It had to be said that Geoffrey was a man who enjoyed luxuries. Even his dungeon was elegantly decorated. If it weren't for the dim lighting, I would've thought that we were in a palace.

"Did Geoffrey foresee that he'd be imprisoned here one day?" Yana whined in a low voice.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

Rufus, who was walking beside me, looked at me questioningly. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing. Let's go. Geoffrey's probably dying to see us." I pushed Rufus, urging him to go inside.

chuckled. "I think the opposite is

And he was right.

second Rufus and I stepped foot inside the cell, Geoffrey immediately dove under the covers. He didn't ask any questions, nor did he look like he wanted to listen to anything

single, fully-furnished cell. It was just like a little

in name. Before he was dismissed officially, there was nothing we could do to

told you everything I needed to say. You've demolished the wall. You've succeeded. Why come here?" Finally, Geoffrey's voice broke the silence. He sounded neither reconciled

and I exchanged glances and didn't know what

it anymore and sat up in the bed, pulling the quilt off of his head. He was wearing a shabby white shirt. Stubble littered his cheeks and chin, and his eyes were bloodshot. In a word, he looked very disheveled. "Tell me, what is it you want from me now?" Geoffrey swung his legs over the edge of the bed and lit a cigarette. In a matter of mere days, he had become much thinner and desolate-looking. His usually upright back had

is. What's your relationship with her? Why

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time, this place was still under the rule of the vampires. Noreen came to me and said that she had

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