CeliaWhile wondering about Matron’s words, I reached the basement to kill time. There was still some time for Grace’s daily visit down the dungeons.I went down towards the basement and the guards greeted me politely before letting me in. And when I went inside, I saw Vasil staring outside the window while Nymeria was standing by the door, looking at him with a shocked face.“Is everything okay?”I tentatively asked. There seemed to be something odd as whenever I came here, the two were always chatting quietly or her trying to help him.Had he somehow thrown a fit and hurt her? My heart sunk and I immediately rushed towards Nymeria when neither replied.“Hey, are you alright?” I reached for her arm and lightly grabbed it.She was still staring at Vasil, but then blinked and looked at me.“Yes, I should probably leave”“Huh? But I just came to meet you both-” I began, but Nymeria did not even want to look at me. She hurriedly grabbed her stuff and left, mumbling something like she wan

CeliaMy heart froze in my chest, the weight of his words sinking like an anchor. I stumbled back, my mind a whirlwind of fear and disbelief.As I ascended the stairs, the echoes of his chilling confession reverberated in my mind. I had sought answers, but now I was faced with a choice that threatened to tear everything apart.My heart raced as the weight of his words sank in, the chilling revelation twisting my thoughts into a chaotic whirlpool. The damp, narrow corridor felt like a prison itself, suffocating me with the gravity of the secret I now carried. Each step I took toward the surface felt like a slow ascent from the depths of a nightmare.Emerging from the dungeon, I found myself blinking against the sudden influx of light, disoriented by the transition from shadows to reality. The castle's grand halls, usually bustling with life, now seemed distant and alien. I clutched at the secret I bore, the burden heavy in my chest, threatening to crush me under its weight.I returned

CeliaJasper dragged me all the way up the stairs after kicking the door and shouting some orders to the guards, all of whom trembled more than a stray leaf caught in a thunderstorm.I think I heard him say something about clearing the mess downstairs and emptying the dungeons but I was not quite sure.My mind had gone blank for some time and I felt as if I was left without a way of treading through the darkness that was engulfing me.Jasper kept walking up through the stairs and I followed meekly all the way to our room. He threw the doors open with a kick and pushed me inside while I almost stumbled against the side table.He then closed the door with a loud thud and then stood glaring at me.I could sense his anger directed at me and I felt fresh panic surge through me. He had hardly been angry with me once or twice so I flinched involuntarily.He must have noticed it because he began taking deep breaths to calm himself down.The silence stretched on between us, hanging heavily bet

CeliaThe cold hard floor was covered in blood, lots of blood. I saw red everywhere and it took my brain some time to register what the smell was.I rushed forward but almost slipped due to the blood spilled on the floor. The prisoner was hanging down limply from the chains holding his hands in the air.But I saw blood dripping from his wrists, flowing down his hands, and pooling down on the ground.The handcuffs around his wrist were shimmering in a bright blue hue and every time he twitched, the blood oozed out of his skin.I tried not to shriek again as I went near him and hesitated for a bit wondering how they were suddenly shining. The last time I met him the runes were dormant and had not shone like now.There was a bright blue light around him but the man looked very weak and exhausted.“What is happening?” I asked him but he did not answer.I craned my neck to get a better look at him as his dark matted hair had fallen on his face, blocking my view of him.He let out a breath

CeliaI could not rush after Vasil even if I let Rain take control. And he had made his decision.With a sigh, I left the room and decided to look for the unknown prisoner. I still needed answers.But then I realized I had no idea where Jasper might have kept him. Was he in the infirmary or in a prison?The man, though injured and weak, was a prisoner, so I was not sure if he would be given a royal treatment.Worrying at my lips, I ran through the hallways, asking servants if they knew where Jasper was, and then drag him to wherever the prisoner was.I was running through the hallway when I heard his voice.“No, you are lying” He sounded angry. I looked behind and saw that it was his study.Wasting no time, I opened the doors to find a terrified Victor cowering under his gaze.“Victor!! What are you doing here?”Victor was seated in a chair, his hands tied and his face covered in sweat.“My lady! Please, help me!” He cried upon seeing me and I immediately rushed forward.“Jasper, what