Guards returned me to the dungeon. I felt better in my cell, sitting with my back to the cold stone wall. Familiarity brings comfort, even in the worst of places. The Prince offered me a deal. He’d give me freedom if I’d take Allison and walk away. It was a gift from heaven, a get out of jail free card. Every part of my training screamed not to take the deal; every part of my desire told me I had no choice.
“Don't do it.”
“Who said that?” I stood up, peering into the darkness. “Who are you? Why do you keep showing up?” The mysterious stranger sat with his back against the cell wall opposite mine.
“You know better than to make a deal with the devil. I can read your thoughts.”
“I told the Prince where Duke was holding Allison captive. The Prince said he’d
