Pecking my lips once more, he said, “let’s go.” *** Walking into the dungeon, the first thing that hit me was the pungent smell coming from within the walls. I didn’t or would I say wasn’t expecting it, but because I was determined to see Micaela and thought to myself that it’s also living beings that are placed here and watches over the prisoners, I Just had to force myself to adjust to it. I followed my mate down the narrow hallway leading to different cell doors on both sides of the corridor. As we walk, I tried not to make eye contact with the hostages occupying each cell but despite my avoiding them, I couldn’t help sharing eye gaze with some of them. The demeanor I saw in them wasn’t one I wished to perceive. In some, I saw total despair that had me thinking they were wishing for death to find them the very moment they noticed the presence of my mate. It was as if they saw the devil himself when they look at him. S

“Are you sure Micaela?” I asked her to confirm if she was sure that was where she kept the note.  “Yes, Your Highness. I’m hundred percent sure that was where I kept it.” “Alright, Micaela. I will go to your quarters and get the note. Let’s just hope it will lead us somewhere.” “T… thank you, your highness. Thank you for not doubting me, Your Highness. I don’t know what would have become of me if you hadn’t. I… I’m forever indebted to you, your highness.” I patted her hands reassuringly and said, “You don’t have to. I promise you we are going to get to the end of this. We will find the culprit, but for us to do so without attracting their attention and giving them hints about us knowing you they framed you, we will still keep you here.” She looked slightly scared when she heard what I said and wanted to say something before I cut her off and reassured her by saying, “I know what you are about to say, but this is the

He shook his head in disagreement with what I stated. “I do not believe someone was here before us. If so, I would have picked up a whiff of their remaining scent the moment we walked into the room, but it’s Micaela’s scent that lingers in the room.” Now that he called my attention to the scent hovering in the room, I didn’t bother to take in a deep breath before Micaela’s scent filled up my nostril. His words had me realizing what was going on… or… would I say… what had just happened, even though I refused to accept it. I refused to think otherwise. Because of my dire wish to get the note, I gave little thought to the scent that lingers in the room, which allowed me not to detect the scent and instead concluded that someone else had access to the room. Plus, what gave me the notion that someone else entered the room before we did was because we met the door unlocked when we got here. But I wasn’t able to confirm it, seeing we h

Giving a gagging sound, she continues, “That sounds awful in my mouth. I will just stick to calling your disgusting name.” The owner of the voice finally stepped forward from the shadows of her… I don’t know what to call them… subordinates… maybe. It did not surprise me to see who it was. “Lady Anya.” “Please hold your greetings. Keep it to yourself. I’m not here for that, and I don’t need it.” She stopped a few feet away from me, looked me up and down as though disgusted by what she was seeing before she resumed her walk, but this time encircling us as she speaks. “By now I know you must have guessed what was going on here and who among your maids is my little birdie. At first, I thought she wouldn’t be able to carry out the task, but she proved me wrong and did it even beyond my expectation brilliantly. I mean, she did it effortlessly that she could fool you and Prince Zeid, which is a surprise for me because he hardly

I walk out of the hall and made my way straight towards the direction of my mate. "Not so fast bro. I know you are worried about my sister-in-law, but Mother has requested your audience and is expecting you at the moment."  I knew at this moment my wish to get to my mate's side as soon as possible was just wishful thinking.  Coming to a stop I eyed him with annoyance, "Where's Mother?"  Raising his hands defensively, "Hey bro, don't take it out on me, I'm just a messenger here." Feeling slightly frustrated, I pinched the middle of my eyebrows and repeated my question, "where is Mother?" "She's in her private library, and bro I..."  No longer interested in what he had to say, I turned and made my way towards my mother's chamber where her private library was located.  On getting there, I knocked once to make my presence known before entering the library and saw her sitting in her favorite place be