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 the

And he was right.

covers. He didn't ask any questions, nor did he look like he wanted to

cell. It was just like

he was dismissed officially, there was nothing we could do to him

say. You've demolished the wall. You've succeeded. Why come here?" Finally, Geoffrey's voice broke

exchanged glances and didn't know

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

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place was still under the rule of the vampires. Noreen came to me and said that she had cursed Hobson with the black death curse and that I should take the opportunity to reach an agreement

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