Chapter 90: 90- End of the Line

Jovis, Year of Severus, 15, I.R., the 29th day of Fall, Arenfall Castle

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It took the Commander a moment to answer Adaloun. He wasn't able to wrap his mind about how he got transported to that dark and gloomy hall. Somehow, he had to answer that question, that would be rude of him if he didn't.

"To be honest…" Lord Prestonheim tried massaged the bridge of his nose. "I am not even sure how. I was just sleeping a while back. How about you? How did you managed to be in this place?" He asked back.

The freed slave's eyes twitched as he tried to answer the question. "Well…I…was lost in my effort to escape." Adaloun said. "My Lord, I have been running around this castle trying to escape from the crazy red-haired slave for almost half a night now, what time is it?"