The prison walls have the same thick gray stone and most of it has molds and specks of dust on its surface. There is no window inside where fresh air can enter the place and removed the nauseating stench floating in the air. There is no way the sunlight can touch the place. The only thing that gives light to this place were the candles the prison guards put on the candle holders hanged on the walls.
On the prison cell placed near the backdoor, a young man was sitting on the dirty ground. His back was resting on the wall filled with molds and his eyes were closed. The young man ignored the fact that he was sitting on the damp and dirty ground. His skin was pale, his lips were chapped, and his hair was dry and dirtied.
It was the former prince of the Fresiala Kingdom, Jonathan.
