Day of Release

Blaire's Pov

Finally, it was the day that Indrik would be freed. It seemed like ages since he had been whipped and thrown into a dungeon like he had killed someone but finally, everything was going to be alright now. I woke up long before daybreak, eager to see Indrik out in the open again. Soon, I was ready to go but the sun seemed to be taking pleasure in torturing me as it refused to rise despite the fact that it had been a thousand and one hours since I had awakened.

After the encounter with my mother, I had been unable to return to the dungeon because my mother had collected her keys and tightened the security out the area. I had spent the past few days worrying my hair off which was what made this day even more exciting.

I paced back and forth in my room until I couldn't take it anymore and exited through the doors. I hurried to the other end of the rows of room and knocked on the last one on my row. It took three consecutive knocks to bring the sleepy eyed Jamil to the door. He was wearing a rumpled white v-neck and a trouser that looked like it could take two more sets of legs. I wondered how he even managed to move in that.

"Don't you think it is a little too early to be wearing makeup?" He asked once he had overcome his initial grouchiness at being practically dragged out of bed.

"Don't you know what day it is today?" I asked, staring at him incredulously.

"A day to wake up in the middle of the night and appear makeup with which to torture innocent sleepy men?" He asked drily, still sore about being woken up.

"You fool!" I exclaimed indignantly. "Indrik is going to be freed today. Don't you remember?"

"That isn't till much later, young lady." He replied, trying to shut the door in my face but I was faster in putting my high heeled shoe in its path.

"Oh no, you don't. You are going to go in there and get ready so we can prepare a nice welcome for him." I informed.

"Oh, come on." He grumbled. "Alright, let me just get some more sleep and then I will come over." He made to shut the door again but I had not removed my blockade.

"No more sleep for you, Jamil. It is already daybreak so you had better do what I asked while I am still being nice."

He exhaled heavily, realizing that I wouldn't be turned away that easily. "Alright! Fine! I will go get ready. Now, could you please let me shut the door?"

"I would be happy to. Just make sure you go do exactly that. I will get Ulo and be back in a moment. You had better be done by then." Without waiting for a response, I hurried over to the opposite room.

It took a lot of effort and grumbles but the room was finally ready. I crossed my hands over my chest as I admired our work. We had changed the bedspread and added a personal touch of roses. The pillows had been exchanged for the softest set I could find. An extra pair of clothes had been set on the bed and a steaming hot bath was ready in the bathroom. The bedside shelf had been moved so it could take on the tray of food. The room had been cleaned thoroughly and a whiff of the air would have you longing for vanilla. Truly, he had long since stopped staying here but a look at this place and he might just reconsider that decision.

I had already sent Ulo to call on the doctor so he could check on him the moment Indrik got out.

Satisfied, I exited the room and made my way to the palace to go receive my long lost friend. I had no patience to wait for the council to decide on when to release him as I made my way to the jail doors and ordered them to bring out my friend. They refused at first until the Beta came along and backed me up.

While we waited, I actively evaded the eyes of the Beta to avoid him seeing my expression.

"Where are you going to take him?" He questioned, his tone bland.

"To his room." I replied, hoping I did not sound as disrespectful as I had sounded in my head.

I could feel his eyes burning holes through me. "Very well." He replied as he walked away.

I exhaled, glad to be free from his suffocating presence.

The guards returned, each with one arm around his shoulder. My breath caught in my throat when I saw him in broad daylight but it was knocked clean out when the guards removed his arms from their necks and pushed him toward me. Indrik, weak and drowsy from having spent so much time in that place stumbled toward me, barely conscious enough to hold himself up. Luckily, I managed to catch him before he could fall. Wrapping an arm around my shoulder, I glared at the guards before picking my way out very carefully. Luckily, we were met at the entrance by Ulo and Jamil who freed me of my burden.

The first thing they did was to help him take a bath since he was too filthy to remain that way and too weak to do it. After that, the doctor came to check up on him. The whole while I remained outside, pacing to and fro impatiently.

"How is he?" I bounded toward the doctor the moment he stepped out of the room.

The doctor sighed as he fiddled with his pouch. "The wounds on his back did not get infected, luckily although he did get other infections. I have treated him the best way I can. I will prepare some drugs for him to use. Other than that, we have to wait till he is awake."