40. The Iron Chains

The iron chains that bound his wrists fell to the floor of the vault and he sighed in relief as he rubbed his sore wrists to start his blood circulating again. Trying to stand up, he was wobbly from lack of food and sleep, but the shadow standing before him, helped him to steady himself and regain his balance.

He reached out to this beauty standing there and leaned in to kiss her sweet lips, whispering "How have you broken their defenses, my love?"

"You have taught me well and I used the illusion charms that we have so often practiced. As I found my way down here, I took out a few soldiers but they were not on our team anyways," she replied in a cavalier tone.

His eyes roamed around the vault to ensure that they were the only ones contained within the walls of the vault, but then he turned to her and questioned, "Did you send them to the netherworld or place them in a deep sleep?"

She smiled wickedly at her mate and the evil in her eyes became fully a