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Bridging Worlds

Chapter 10 Prince Draven's Prisoner

Word Count: 2510    |    Released on: 03/11/2023

oria, I

As they passed through, they immediately noticed a significant increas

a few hours since we left. It was like a ghost town before

dy to move forward with their lives," Eamon mused, offer

h, "Not quite, Eclipsarians usually mourn for 14 days, and in

en only 13 days since King Altair's passing. So

n the matter, "Rumors are spreading that there's trouble with

intances, Rosche asked, "Are

e news of King Altair's passing has indeed spread rapidly, leaving a profound impact across the entire kingdo

ss on, "Well, let's not linger. Geran mi

group continued on their journey, ea

rell C

ses and entered the rustic tavern. The cozy atmosphere inside pro

"I'm glad you guys are okay." His voice was filled with relief as he held Rosche tightly, grateful for her safe return. The

me. "It's okay, Geran; we looked out for each

d at Geran and inquired, "By the way, where is Mister Agnus? I have to tell hi

om, still recovering from his wounds of the recent events, but I'll n

accompanied Eamon and Rosche. His curiosity got the better of him, and he

hen we fought the darkbane tribe. They also helped us greatly in the batt

u!" he exclaimed, clearly familiar with her. There was a hint o

ou're the Flower guy," she said with a mix of embarrassment and amusement. It s

to ease the situation. He asked, "Do you two kno

turn of events, asked, "You kn

who stole my Luminoflora flower." He shook his head, r

ion. "So, he's the owner of the Luminoflora flower? You told me you'r

if I told you the truth. You're so stubborn." She sighed, remem

y. "I apologize on behalf of my sister. She did it for me. I was very s

rt. "It's okay, Davhil. I think your sister got desperate that time.

the apology. "No, it's alrig

brought out the Luminoflora she had taken and handed it to Geran. "And like I promise

nod of gratitude. "Alright, thank yo

een looking around the tavern, realized that Kiryo, their compa

elp but chime in with a hint of sarcasm, "Yeah, where i

ered to wait for you guys at the city gate, in c

e him at the entrance. I hope he's okay." The worry in her voice was evi

ing torment unfolded, one that defied the spirit of a brave and resolute soul. Kiryo, imprisoned and bound, bore his suffering in stoic

reak not just Kiryo's body but also his spirit. The whip, a sadistic instrument of torture, was fashioned from leather strands embedded with shards of unforgiving

determined resolve, he bore the agony with unflinching composure. The lashes carved deep, raw furro

ed by Kiryo's resilience, showed no mercy. His face remained an inscrutable mask of malevolence as he continued to deliver blow after excruc

that bore witness to his suffering. His spirit, unbroken and indomitable, shone as a beacon of resistance in the face of r

s and dimly lit by flickering candles. He was indulging in sensual pleasures, accompanied by a trio of alluring courtesans who attend

d, "Your Highness, we've heard rumors about a new prisoner. Is it true?"

y interloper who dared to question my authority. I've taken it upon myself to educate him in the error o

intrigue and amusement. The eldest among them, her voice laced with seducti

al goblet. "Not yet," he said with a hint of anticipation in his eyes. "B

oblet, her voice tender as she spoke, "Perhaps, my lord, it would be more enjoyable

forming in his mind. "A splendid idea, my dear. Perh

were as capricious as they were enticing. In the luxurious chamber of Prince Draven,

ell Ch

ir as the group huddled together to discuss their plan. Agnus lay unconscious on a nearby tab

and the urgency to locate Kiryo weighed heavily on their shoulders. Geran turned to his companions, his voice firm and resolute

dded in

iryo back to us," Rosche

r mission to find Kiryo. As they departed, the minstrel chalice's warm and rustic interior offered little comfort

ch tapestries and intricate furnishings. Her graceful presence was accentuated by the soft glow of candleli

ttention, and without hesitation, she

e hushed as he addressed the queen, "Your Grace, Prince Draven h

she had been studying and inquired, "Who is the person that Pr

esponded, "I'm afraid I do not have that information

naware of Prince Draven's intentions. She then said, "Very well.

relay her message to Prince Draven, leaving Queen Melisandre to contemplate t

Celestoria in search of Kiryo, they approached several locals, inquirin

you seen a man who looks like

of Kiryo, a tall, well-

sorry, I don't

o, I haven'

n, trying to assist despite their lim

s. Maybe you've seen som

can't recall an

rch, Eowyn overheard a conversation amo

ce Draven captured som

seems like he's

se, Prince Draven's temper has gotten worse. If his fath

now I'm worried about our

ed that the person the locals were talking about might be Kiryo,

talking about someone who matches

wing, approached the locals who

nd who looks like the person in this portra

d said, "It does look like someone I've seen,

w where they migh

they took him, but they might

made their way back to the minstrel chalice, eager to inform Rosc

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