~Khemos~
I hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and will probably not eat till the interrogation that's about to take place is completed, and that was what prevented me from throwing up because the dungeon reeked of blood and the stench of death was heavy in the air.
My stomach rumbled and when I gagged, nothing came out because my stomach was literally empty.
Rodrigo shot me a stare as he watched me try to breathe properly.
Fuck.
I needed to get out of here and receive fresh air, but he was literally watching me and any odd behaviour would be reported to my father once he got back. This is probably not the best time to think about him because I was now staring at a hostage I can't recognise. His face was swollen, battered up and covered with blood. Upon closer inspection, I noticed an eye
