Fina woke on a hard mattress in cool dank iron cell. Her senses dimmed by whatever dark magic that stole her wakefulness. Sorin must have lost consciousness from magic that hit her. He would not have lost control without witchcraft or the such about. She saw nor felt any injuries about herself save a pounding headache. Her concern soon turned to thoughts of her beloved who she could not see anywhere. Princess Fina called, “Sir Garrett can you hear me?” She hurried to the bars looking to either side down the long stone hallway finding only a hard metal door at one end. The dungeon she found dimly lit by torches in poor repair. The door at the end of the hall unlocked pushed open with a squeaking sound as metal grinded against metal.
A robed figured made its way to the Princess. The black robed figure turned to face the Fina looking down before saying, “I am glad to see you awake Princess. I am afraid that Sir Garrett is not here to greet you but these things happen. I welcome you on behalf of my master who is unfortunately delayed. I wish to assure you of your safety while you are in our care.” The man turned making his way back to the metal door.
Fina worriedly asked, “Where is Sir Garrett? I will not cooperate if you hurt him.”
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