Garrett
Restlessness gripped me as I paced the cramped cell.
“Ouch!” someone hissed as I stepped on their hand.
I didn’t even apologize. Worry consumed every nerve in my body.
My king… my friend… and Octavia…
Too many unanswered questions clawed at my mind, forcing me to keep moving despite the lack of space. When I reached the large iron door, I peered through the small hatch. Across the hallway, Damian stood in the opposite cell, his eyes locking onto mine. We held each other’s gaze, a long, silent conversation passing between us until someone broke my focus.
“We should do something.”
I turned to see a young warrior leaning against the stone wall, fury burning in his eyes. He looked ready to charge headfirst into a fight. I remembered being that eager once, when I had lost everyth
