Chapter Seventy-Four ▏The Prisoner

⇼ A L I S T A I R ⇼

The way to the prison cells of the palace is steep, dark, and incredibly eerie. Jossie and Kalem are right beside me as we walk along the narrow hallways leading down, but I feel alone. I feel cold. It’s as though this part of the palace is full of invisible hands, slowly pulling me under a pool of freezing water.

After my talk with Elora, Jossie found me and informed me that I must oversee what’s being done to the new prisoners.

“We need to know how we’re going to do all these things and just . . . make a process,” she said, her confusion very apparent on her face. “I honestly don’t know what we’re going to do with all these people, Alistair. I don’t know if we can trust them to be here when there are still soldiers around. Even the soldiers of their own city-state are here too.”

“I understand, and don’t worry, I will find a way,” I told her then, pretty con