Chapter 6 - Brothers

Words : 1451 Updated : Jun 17th, 2025
~After one week~ As predicted by Channing, I was taken in as a suspect immediately after being discharged. He had already left the hospital in search of evidence. I was signing the discharge papers when I heard those annoying footsteps that clicked in sync. Well, I already pushed my luck way too much by delaying my discharge and didn't expect a lot from it anyway. What started as a simple mission to end the war between two different villages had me caught up in a case of internal feuds and betrayal. It was never simple to begin with! But it was the first time someone had offered me help; all that my heart hoped was that this person wouldn't leave me at my mercy. The thought of prison wasn't scary; it felt more like home to me. The shackles reminded me of the dungeon below the castle, all those who defied the king were locked up there, and the cell at the very end of that dark, damp dungeon, where my scent still reminds them of my previous presence! Day after day, ay it became easier to endure all the spiteful eyes from the inmates and the guards, that wouldn't faze me as I had sewers. If anything, these people felt like street bullies and nothing else. And because I knew Channing was out there trying to save me and that gave me the strength to face it all. There was a loud bang on my prison cell's door and I glanced to see the guard looking back at me from the little bared slit of that heavy iron door, "Aye! Wake up, the chief is here to meet you!" I was kneeling with my hands in the air, tied on both my sides and a chain around my neck extended to my ankles, it was tightened to be so small that I couldn't even bend without it rubbing against my skin. The door unlocked and the chief walked inside. he looked in his 40s, so there was a likelihood that he also belonged to old school thought supporters like John. "How are you doing, Selene?" He asked with an icky smile. "Haha, Pretty cramped here!" I replied sarcastically. "Oh, you look pretty comfortable to me!" he exclaimed as if he enjoyed that fact. I gritted my teeth in frustration, but did not let him know, if I could, I would rip his head off his body this very moment. In the past few days, the chief visited me quite often just to check if I was properly suffering from his lousy plans. But I wasn't giving him that satisfaction - the satisfaction of getting on my nerves, I have faced eviler than this! My smile stretched from ear to ear, "Yes! It's pretty comfortable here. After all, the chief himself arranged it for me, thank you for the efforts." His smile immediately turned into frustration, and with anger boiling up inside him, he stepped closer to me and, crouching on one knee, "I'll make sure you die for your crimes! The laws forbid me from touching you just yet, but worry not! After the trial, ls when you are sentenced guilty, I'll personally make sure you scream in pain every day and every single night! Torturing you till you are begging for death!" My innocent smile didn't waver an inch. "What are you talking about? Aren't I already being treated just like that? But don't worry, chie,f" I said with the same smile but a serious tone, "You won't get your chance to touch me!" My final words did the deed as the chief was practically about to explode with anger and, er, infuriated, but since the law forbade him from punishing a suspect, he felt like he was the one in chains: "You will pay for John's death!" Saying that he walked out grumpily as the guard closed the door behind him, the chief looked at me through the small square, ready to eat me alive. The guard was done locking the doo,r and the chief looked at him and spoke loud enough for me to hear, "Don't give her any food today, she has too much strength to bback-talkingng!" I sighed, 'Here we go again!' The chief probably planned to kill me from malnutrition. The dinner bells rang after a few hours, and all the inmates were out of their cells except.e The guards all moved to the lower floors, and I was left there alone in my cell. If I were to give a call for an emergency,y no one would even listen to it at such a time, but well chief would want that! I adjusted myself, trying to get a little more comfortable in the chains, but every move I made just made it more and more uncomfortable. While I was lost in my unnecessary worries, I heard a familiar voice from outside the cell, "Should I handle this matter prin...madam?" I looked up in shock, knowing exactly who it was.s, My eyes went wide, and I immediately replied, "Get out of here! It's dangerous." The familiar figure of this girl was properly dressed in an officer's uniform. It was very smart of her to dress up as an officer instead of a guard, so if no one recognises her, there would still be no problem! Her concerned face moved closer to the door, "Let me at least help you through those chains, madam, I'll transfer you to another cell with better facilities!" I smiled at her for her innocent and pure-hearted concern. Dandeine was the purest soul I had ever met, but now was not the time for her to be seen around. Me, "We can't have you be seen here. I understand your concerns, but let me fight my battles, and you go back where there is your need!" "But madam!" She argued, Please let me help you in some way! I can't see you in this state." Her soft aura always made me lose to her words, "You can't help me, Dandeline, just hold a little patience. I promisenot tot die just yet!" Her troubled face just slumped down helplessly, "Okay, ma'a,m but at least let me give some food tonight!" Saying that, she was in a hurry, probably someone was coming upwards. I smiled, knowing that she won't listen to me.. Dandeline had taken care of me previously during similar situations, and I know how stubborn she can get. I heard a few footsteps approach outside., They walked in unison, making it clear that the chief was here with his two pet officers. As the cell door opened, the chief entered with his chin held high and a satisfactory glint in his eyes, holding a paper roll in his hand. The other officers waited outside, but the chief had an oddly jolly smile on his face. He opened the paper roll and held it in front of me so I could see, laughing maniacally, he said, "Look here, you killer! Your days are numbered." He moved the paper aside and came close to,e, threatening, "Your trial date is the day after tomorrow, enjoy your last few hours of happiness! Because once you are proven guilty, you are in my hands! I will see to it that you are given proper third-degree torture every hour of every day!" Although he was happy, his eyes were fuming red like they would ooze blood any minute now, so I decided not to provoke him this time. I peeped at the official paper in his hand, which looked like a notice from the court. Looking closely, I realised that the trials will be held outside the village in 'The Rural Court of Adalolpha'. The court was set up officially by the royal capital! I had heard the judges are extremely law and justice-bound, but more than all of that, trials in 'A common court for all the villages' meant that it was a matter beyond just the village of Winterwells. It only indicated one thing: other villages had a role in this trial as well, and it wasn't that hard to guess that the neighbouring village of Waterwoods is a part of this case for attacking Channing that night! Seeing no reaction from me, the chief got up a bit proud of himself and walked out, talking from outside the closed cell door, "Wait and watch, Selene, the revenge for my brother's death will be completed with your blood!"

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