Aria's POV
The dungeon were the meeting would be held is like a déjà vu, memories of the time I had a one on one meeting with Tim flooded my memory, but West was here that time, I could really use his support right now, missing him is getting beyond my imagination, it's really been a long month without him or his comfort, can I really continue like this? To what end will I continue with this torture, I only get up everyday because that day might be the day I'll be able to draw out his soul and he'll be back with me.
I walked into the dungeon with Ragnar close on my heel, all eyes looking at me immediately I entered, I saw Rio seated in one of the chairs, while the prisoners were seated on the ground bound with chains.
“The elders would not be here right?” I directed my question to Ragn
