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.

"I think

And he was right.

cell, Geoffrey immediately dove under the covers. He didn't ask any questions, nor did he look like he wanted to listen to anything we had to

cell. It was just like a little hotel room. Rufus didn't torture

albeit just in name. Before he was dismissed officially, there was nothing we could do to him for the time

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

glances and didn't know

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

What's your relationship with her? Why did she help you?" Rufus

and took a long drag from his cigarette. After a long while, he opened his mouth. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt

peace agreement. At the time, this place was still under the rule of the vampires. Noreen came to me and said that she had cursed Hobson with the black death

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