Chapter 93
I walked eagerly to the dungeon as a guard escorted me there.
I couldn't wait to get there and bring Isabelle out of that hell hole called a dungeon.
I've been locked up in a cell before and it was hell and traumatizing.
Poor girl, I wondered how she was faring, owing to the fact that she was very much innocent of the crime she was accused of committing. Thank God Ivan agreed to get her released.
The walk to the dungeon felt like an eternity.
My hands were shaking as I finally reached the dimly lit corridor that led to Isabelle's cell. The musty air was thick with fear and despair. I could hear her soft sobs echoing off the damp stone walls.
“Open the gates..” I said to the guard who quickly moved to open the gates.
"Isabelle," I whispered as I came into view.
"I'm her
