Jenna

The dungeon smells terrible; I suppose the way anyone would imagine them to smell – piss, vomit, shit, ugh, great.

There are two dungeons in Dalgaard Mansion.

The dungeon to the west isn’t really what you’d call a dungeon; it’s more like a basic hotel. Though the rooms are cells, they have beds and working toilets with small sinks. Those cells are reserved for anyone who pisses off the King or Queen. People who haven’t really done anything wrong but need to be shown who’s boss without losing their lives.

The dungeon to the east is every person’s worst nightmare. This is the place traitors, and hardened criminals are kept. They’re also tortured here, sometimes to death.

That’s what I am now, a traitor an