Cladd was woken up by the movement of a heavy wooden door at the top of the stairs. He was not sure how long he had been tied up, but his hands and feet were numb, and the oil stopped working so at least there was that. He saw the light of the lantern coming down the stairs and the grunts of a few men in their light armor. Cladd knew this was going to look terrible and he was glad he was not going to have to live this one down.
“My Lord?” The guard said as he attempted to stifle a chuckle.
“Please untie me. My arms and legs are numb I have been down here so long.” Cladd said trying to make everything seem normal.
“Anything else numb My Lord?” Neither of the guards could not hold their laughter in. They were trying very hard not to laugh as they worked on untying him, but it was ob
