Two guards marched in with the human man from the dungeon. They halted right in between Damon and I and I wondered nervously what this will unroll.
“Father-“ Damon began but the King didn’t let him speak.
“Is this the villager that you tried to help escape?” His gaze was directed at me.
I didn’t know whether to lie or tell the truth. Whatever hole Isabelle and Seth had dug up for me seemed irreversible.
“Yes,” I muttered.
Damon’s disappointed eyes met mines for a brief second and I wondered what it was about this man that made both Damon and I both attempt to rescue him.
“This man must be special,” said the Queen,” because even my son, who knows better, had tired to spare him.”
I removed silent and so did Damon.
The King stood up from his seat and walked down the three steps it to
