Chapter 103: That bastard is insane.
"Wouldn’t it be wiser to wait for His Highness before starting the interrogation?" Arkilla suggested as she was ushered out of her father’s office, at the east wing of the castle. The auditors were still inside, tallying the damages to report back to the Alpha King.
"How’s Rail?" Ren asked, her voice edged with concern. She hadn’t seen him since yesterday.
"I don’t know," Arkilla replied. "I asked Gloria if she’d seen him, but she hadn’t."
She didn’t ask any more questions as they scurried toward the dungeons. She hated that place, but she preferred to keep that goblin there. Her heart was so heavy for all those who lost their dears, those she had met. They all bowed to her and accepted her, but she couldn’t protect them. She felt so useless.
Ren’s gaze shifted to Calisa and the guard beside him, who had just arrived at the dungeon doors.
"We’re ready," the guard announced. With a nod, the sentries flanking the entrance unlocked it, allowing them inside.
Ren’s chest tightened. This would be her first interrogation, and despite the fact that the captive was only a goblin, unease prickled beneath her skin. Still, ever since the attacks had begun, she was certain Luther stood behind them. He’d gathered the worst of the criminals and likely filled their heads with promises, and hope tied to the mines of Thegara. And gold, after all, had a way of seducing every species in this world.
The cell holding the goblin wasn’t far. As they approached, Calisa drew his sword with a sharp metallic whisper.
"It’s chained," the guard warned, stepping aside. "But keep your distance...just in case."