Arabella's point of view.
My face contorted in disgust as we walked past each cells, there's an awful smell coming out from the cells, it's not something anyone would wanna perceive -I don't think I can ever get this smell off my head.
Wymond stopped walking but I wasn't paying attention, because I was busy thinking of how to get the awful smell off my mind, hence I slammed my face on his back.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
"Hm" I hummed as I rubbed my forehead gently.
He nodded.
"We're here" he said, gesturing at the door.
He nodded at one of the guards to open the door, the guard pushed the door open without wasting time and we entered the cell.
I twisted my lips thoughtfully as I looked around with a frown, trying to capture any trace of clue but my eyes only landed on some broken
