Chapter 29 - On His Honor

The word of gratitude that had slipped through Zezi's lips had been stiff and heavy.

It was about damn time.

Seriously, she was already starting to loss her patience and was already scared that doing as Gwen had suggested was giving her the opposite of what she wanted.

Great things did come to those who wait.

She had followed after him, down many stairs, with many guards behind them, holding up lit torches to light their way.

Zezi could smell the anguish in the air, the pain, the suffering and her heart ached the further down they went, to know that her family was within these dreadful walls or even worse, killed her.

Then they stoped, and took a path.

She could hear a whimpering.

Mira's.

Her eyes grew glassy immediately, all her pretence shattering to the ground.

"My daughter--" she whispered with a gasp. "Mira." She teared up, her face quickly turning into a mess.

She took a mindless step forward, ignoring the guard that moved behind her, as she held unto the bars that stood