Aren woke up with a mild headache. The sound of the horse's hooves giving him a big realisation,"so.. last night wasn't a dream after all" he murmured.
He was still shackled ,the large chain around his neck was a realisation. He was also still behind bars. Though that was still a mystery, what had he done to be held under custody of knights no less.
He soon would come to the realisation of his actions though that was yet to come for now he was left to speculate.
He started to think. What type of crime did had he committed. And how was it severe enough to be judged at the capital city when he had been apprehended at the outskirts.Why not at a nearby town.
He was deep I within the sea of his thoughts when the cart suddenly came to a halt. He took some time to listen to the conversation outside. "We're finally at the capital" some of the knights whined.
Then one of the knights appeared at his side and started working at the lock. Then with a click he was free. From the bars atleast , the shackles were still wheing him down.
He was then guided through the capital city by the knights . He listened to the murmurs of the citizens. Some questioned why such a young looking boy was in shackles and some mocked him for being a so called 'scummy criminal'.
Then they arrived at the holding sell . It reeked of vomit, mould and decaying fecal matter.
He was slowly guided into his holding cell."make yourself comfortable while you can, this day might be your last" the knight guiding him said.
"Hey when will my hearing be" Aren asked desparetly. "You don't have to know that yet" the knight replied