Chapter 49 - Not Alone In The Cell

The silence in the cell was thick enough to choke on, heavy with the scent of damp stone, rust, and old fear. Seren sat with her knees pulled tightly to her chest, the iron cuffs biting into her wrists every time she shifted. Each small movement sent a dull clink echoing off the walls, a constant reminder of her captivity. The air was cold, seeping through her torn gown and raising goosebumps along her arms. But it was the bond that kept her anchored, the fierce, unrelenting pull in her chest that told her Kael, Aeron, and Theron were somewhere above, raging through the palace's hidden passages like a storm unleashed.