Death Before Dishonor! 3

The dungeon was an underground jail-like cell built on the back side of Jabril Palace. It was dark, damp, and smelt foul, embodying the misery and hopelessness of the days after the world war. The loud, boisterous sound of intense quarrels and curses entered her ears before her eyes adjusted to the darkness.

And when it did, Shamsiya felt a sinister chill slither down her spine at what she saw.

"This...what the hell is this!?"

Earlier when she heard the word Lawless from Iblis Jabril's mouth, she had an inkling of what was waiting for her, and prepared her heart for the worse.

Or so she thought.

However, at this moment, she realized no preparation would be enough to prepare her for the desperate battle awaiting her.

Unaware of her shaken mentality, or just not caring, the squad of servants led her through the dungeon, which immediately fell silent at their appearance, and roughly shoved her in the darkest cell on the farthest corner.

With a bang, she was locked in the cage.

"Woman, yo