Wilder drifted awake at the sound of a growl. He blinked rapidly, getting used to the darkness, doing his best to concentrate on the voices. “If I hear you speak as much as my name again, I will cut you to pieces,” A growl and a voice echoed through the hall. Wilder recognized Robin’s voice under all those echoes. She is here. He thought, but as the guard rushed towards him with a frantic look, Wilder doubted if it was really her that was here.
The guard opened the cells and stood in front of the door. “Open his chains, do not make me wait,” Robin growled once more and the guard scrambled inside, Wilder saw the cut just under his chin that was still bleeding. Silver. Wilder’s chains opened and dropped to the ground, he could finally bring his arm down and it felt good. He shook his mu
