Enzo's POV
A few steps away from the gates of the dungeon, I can clearly hear the screams of those who are inside. As expected, when I stepped into the dark underground place, I was welcomed by bloody bodies and rage from my cousins.
My eyes landed on the servant who is panting heavily on the floor. Fear is the only emotion I can see in her. But when our eyes met, I notice how her gaze sparkled with hope.
I maintained a straight face and tried as hard as I could to not let my cousins hear my heartbeat.
I can feel a pair of eyes staring at me. I trace its owner and saw Venz. I avoided my gaze at him and it landed on the slave.
'Merylle'. Behind the fear in her eyes, there are hope, relief, and a faint of joy.
I avoided my gaze to her pleading eyes and darted them to my cousins. T
