The dungeon cells lined the walls of the hallway that led towards the palace's infirmary. Being within the lowest depths of the palace, it seemed darker than she remembered them, or perhaps it was only her mind playing tricks. She brought a candle with her to help guide once the sconces burned themselves out for the night.
They had put him within the first cell closest to the stairway; she believed it was also the smallest.
Reylor lay on his back upon the wooden slab meant to be a bed, his hands locked behind his head while he rested on them. He was looking up into the darkness of the cell as she approached, and only gave her a glance as she came into view.
“Good evening, Empress.” He smirked. “To what do I deserve this honor?”
“Do you confess to the crimes you have committed against t
