Jayce's POV
The dungeon stone was cold against my back and the iron cage surrounding me was enough to make me hesitate to bust out of the cell and go find Alyssa.
I hadn't been done here in a very long time, we didn't need a dungeon. Nobody had been locked up here for at least four years, and I think that was just because they were very drunk and causing a disturbance, so it was more to cool off. But sitting here now, reality was beginning to set in. Reality that I may not make it out of this.
My mind raced across all of the possibilities of what had happened those five nights ago.
I was driving myself crazy trying to piece it all together, to figure out how they got in. There was no coup. There was no civil unrest in my castle. It would have had to have been an inside job, someone
