Ryker's POV
"Get in!" The guard said. I looked at the walls of the cell, and curious eyes stared at me from the inside. Without any objections, I lowered myself through the open door and the door shut close behind me.
The cell was cramped and choked up. Peasants sat side by side, some looking hungry, some sleeping and drooling, others conversing among themselves. Still, some simply stared on without a word. They, however, shared one thing in common, and that was misery.
I lowered myself beside a younger man, who looked like he hadn't had an ounce of food in weeks. They no longer seemed interested in me as I sat down, and this boy didn't seem any different.
"What's your offense?" He finally spoke after a while without looking at me. I gave him a brief stare, "You didn't do anything, hu
