The next day, Ophelia stayed in her cell, fidgety and uneasy, looking as if she couldn't survive the day.
After she was captured, Aiden hadn't thrown her into solitary confinement but instead had her returned to her own Cell No. 8.
Knowing Aiden as she did, she was certain that man wouldn't let her off easily.
Participating in a riot, even attempting to assassinate the warden, these were not things that could be settled by just a few days in solitary or a longer sentence.
Frankly, if she could escape this prison through the toilet right now, she wouldn't mind at all.
After some time had passed, she heard the sound of the Core Zone's gate opening and couldn't help but feel her heart sink.
Oh well, what was destined to come would come; whether it's a blessing or a curse, you can't hide from it.
She steeled her resolve, no matter what Aiden planned to do with her next, she wouldn't even frown.
At the very least, she must preserve the dignity of a vampire prince!
