DEL MORINO
I walked to the dungeon hoping that before she dies, guilt, regret maybe would make her say the truth and help us get Drake.
She was still screaming, no longer begging like she almost did as the guards dragged her to the dungeon and she continued to struggle with them, she even tried to bit one of them.
She was a mad dog.
The dungeons' chilly air which was heavy with moisture and the smell of rusted iron stuck to my body. The room feels tighter and smaller because of the sharp shadows created by the flickering torches on the stone walls. This was just the perfect place for the discussion as I couldn't go to the Solitude Chambers.
Celeste's fragile wrists were shackled to the chair in the middle of the room and the chains shook as she moved against them, her hair was dishev
