IF I WAS not mistaken, it had been exactly two days since I was locked up inside Knox’s secluded tower. It was not unpleasant per se like my time inside the metal cage in Rhys’ chamber, but it was still a cage nonetheless. I was still locked up inside this room and I could not have the freedom to wander around. It was another kind of jail that I would very much like to escape from.
So far, there has still been no news from Rhys. I tried asking the servant who came into my room the other night to bring me food, but she was not talking to me. No. I was pretty sure I saw the blame in her eyes, delivered to me straight like a villain. It was as if she was, too, blaming me for the destruction and the fall of her king. I was not unfamiliar with the way she was antagonizing me, because Rhys’ ser
