Novel & Cerita Prisoner Of The Golden Headband

“Go and help the others while I look for the leader of this whole operation.” “I think you killed him sir,” one of them pointed to a headless man in a gold uniform with a crown on his head. “Well that sucks. How do we know he’s the leader?” “He’s got a crown on his head. He might not be the leader of the rogues in these parts but I’m sure he’s the one running this crazy operation.” I shrugged and walked past the talking man to find so many of the men dragging themselves through the broken ice. Jade was still on that ledge.

"I smell her too. Her scent isn't easy to miss." So I gave Lemgam my hand and we got sucked into the mirror. Landa's scent filled our heads all the way to that place. My shock stopped my heart for a second when I saw the status of a man ripping an animal's head off with his bare hand. It was not just any towering statue but that of a similar one we saw in Dandelion. "This is Dandelion, right?" Lemgam turned to look at me. His bulging eyes and slackened jaws said it all. "I think we just entered the prison through a backdoor."

“In the recording, she was laughing. She said you’d helped evil thrive, and that you deserved the same fate as the rest; that you should never be able to recover for the rest of your life. “So, the real pumpkin-headed figure, the man over six-foot-three, was Chuck. “For money, Chuck had not only agreed to play along but had even gotten his own brother killed. Lily and Chuck have both been arrested.” Marcus looked at me, a quiet sense of relief in his eyes. “Sophie Sullivan, you’re free to go.” I stared at him, unable to find the words. Victoria let out a long breath beside me. The day I walked out of the detention center, the sunlight was blinding, almost painful.

He still held my hands as if that gesture could convince me that he was on the verge of something grand happening. I shook my head once more and told him, "You're completely crazy," but deep down I knew he had convinced me, so I took a deep breath and turned to him and said, "I have an idea. It's okay, I take some of the princess's jewelry that she won't notice I took it, but in return I want you to tell me everything they tell in the group," I said defiantly. Liam thought for a moment, and I could almost hear the gears working inside his head, and after a few moments of silence, he finally said to me, “Okay, you get the jewelry and I'll let you know what happens. Are you okay with this?"

Goel guided me through the way to the basement where weapons and criminals were kept. " Her majesty wants to meet the prisoner," Goel informed the guards and unlocked the door. I entered inside the dark damp wooden hutch. Goel lit the fire stick and brought it close to the prisoner's face. I saw one middle aged man covered in blood, only wearing a thin cloth around his waist. He was tied up on the cross with the nails pierced in his feet and palms. His head was down and he was barely breathing. " Do you want to save your people, Moretz Jonas."

Nico moved to the door and opened it wider. Two of my men dragged the prisoner inside. His hands were bound behind his back. A black cloth bag covered his head, tied tight at the neck. He stumbled between them, feet barely keeping up, body limp from whatever they had done to him earlier. I rose slowly from the chair. “Nico,” I said, voice low and steady. “Take the bag off his head.”

It was only an inch long, and it had a realistic carving of a tiger’s head. This was Azrael’s warrant. Seeing it would mean seeing the man himself. Simply put, with the badge in his hand, Harvey could do whatever he wanted in Golden Sands from then onward.

He held a small bag of drugs in his hand, his eyes fixed on me as if I had something to do with it. "Miss Bratt, I found this in your belongings," he said, causing my breath to catch in my throat. I saw the "Head of Security" badge on his chest, and panic set in. "T-that's not mine! I have nothing to do with it, I haven't touched that in my life!" I protested, but it was too late. Two guards restrained me while the Head of Security stared me down. "I thought you were an innocent woman after watching how you acted in court in front of the judge, but it turns out you were only pretending to win favor. But I can see right through prisoners like you," he sneered, his hand resting on my nose.

"I bought you. You belong to me now." He made a sound in his throat. He leaned into my hand. "Prove it," the Woman in White called out. "Make him submit." I looked at the crowd. I looked at the monsters watching us. I looked back at Kaelen. I reached behind my neck. I unclasped the golden collar. The heavy metal fell into my hand. I held it up. Kaelen’s eyes followed the gold. "Open your mouth," I commanded. I reached for the buckles of the muzzle. I undid them.

I know I was looking crazy with my swollen eyes,the bandage on the lips and forehead. “Hello,I would like to sell these jewellery accessories.”I placed the pure gold necklace, hair clip, bracelets and ring on the counter. The eyes of the young man widened when he laid his eyes on pure gold jewellery. Thanks to the heavens I had something valuable with me the day I was taken to jail. “Are you sure this is yours?”He asked and I nodded.I couldn't blame him for doubting me though considering how I looked.No one would ever imagine that I was carrying a gem.