The Frustration

The cold, dark and dank dungeon has been a scary place for some werewolves who broke the rules and made mistakes. But it's different with the rogues who seem to be used to the place.

"Do you still not want to tell us everything that happened?"

It had been ten minutes since Lewis had brought the rogue to the dungeon, and he still didn't get answers to any of his questions.

"I already said I don't remember anything. All I remember is the last time I drank a few bottles of wine and I don't remember anything afterwards." The rogue seemed very confident in his answer and kept repeating the same answer.

Lewis sighed heavily in frustration. And not long after, Chris came over to him.

"How? Did he admit it?"

Lewis shook his head. "I'll ask him again. Just go upstairs to guard Agatha. Is she awake yet?"

"Not yet. She just got checked by a doctor and the doctor said she took aphrodisiacs and wine together."

"What?! Aphrodisiac?!"