Our business

Chester's POV

I brushed my nose, despite the nose mask I was wearing; the thick and disturbing smell of urine filtered into my nose as I walked down the stairs to the darkest and honestly most disgusting dungeon in the palace.

This was where we often threw the most hardened criminals in the kingdom. Life was indeed rather ironic. While there was a bustling party above my head that I had arranged, I was down here in this disgusting place.

As I passed through the cells, most of the inmates poured curses on me; ranting wildly like animals behind their bars. They screamed and banged against it, but I did not pay any attention to them and just made a beeline towards the person I was here to see. Guided by the weak, flickering light of the naked bulbs that swung above my head.

I looked at the skeletal figure behind the bars, now wondering if this was truly the person I'd come to see because she looked like nothing other than a shell of her former self.

“Why are you here?"

Her voice sounded