Jasmine's POV
I led my father down the winding stone steps to the dungeons, my heart pounding with every step. The air grew colder and damper as we descended, the torchlight casting eerie shadows on the walls. I could feel my father's tension radiating off him, his footsteps hesitant behind me.
As we reached the bottom of the stairs, I turned to face him. "Ready to see what you've been hiding from me all these years, Dad?"
He scoffed, trying to maintain his usual arrogance. "I don't know what you're talking about, girl. Let's get this over with."
I pushed open the heavy wooden door, revealing the rows of cells. The stench of mold and despair hit us immediately. My father wrinkled his nose in disgust, but I was focused on leading him to the last cell on the right.
As we approached, I s
