Chapter 472: A Visit From A Vile Woman (I)
In a dark and forgotten corner, a lone figure of a man lay helplessly, hidden from prying eyes.
A heavy feeling, like a rock crushing his head, weighed down on him as he regained consciousness.
Slowly, he lifted his eyelids, greeted by dimly lit surroundings and the sound of slow, dripping water echoing from somewhere beyond the grim atmosphere.
The faint stench of mildew, thick with a musty, damp odour, like decaying wood and old stones, assaulted his nostrils, making him wonder where he was.
Mustering his remaining strength, he shifted from lying on the cold ground to an upright position, gazing around with a disoriented and confused expression. The fatigue that had overwhelmed him still lingered, causing his newly awakened body to tremble slightly.
Iron bars surrounded him on three sides—front, left, and right—with a stone-cold wall behind him, clearly indicating he was in confinement. This ominous sight took the newly awakened Mederian Prince by surprise.
"Prison?? Why—why am I here?" he croaked, his weak voice barely audible as his mind struggled to make sense of his situation.
He scanned the area again, realising he was trapped in a gloomy space that resembled a dungeon. Thanks to the torches hung on the walls outside his cell, he could see and understand where he was.
However, this apprehension only deepened his confusion. Despite the soreness in his body, he rose to his feet and looked around once more, but no one was there—not a single guard who would usually be on duty whom he could ask about.
Seeing that no one was around and feeling weak, Kiev sat down on the cold floor again and gathered his thoughts. He tried to recall what had happened.
His mind flashed back to the day’s events—from being summoned to the palace by King Kyden, to the judgment of the Knights of Abinair’s case, Noah’s and the Knights of Gerhard’s clearance from their tarnished reputations, and his joyous wedding with Elis.