Leon was thrown in the dungeons of Eldrida. The place was dusty and dark with just one torch lighting the cellar. There was no mat or bed, only strange carvings inscribed on the walls and a skeleton lying in a corner.
He was standing by the rails hoping Aria would at least spare him a glass of water. He had come from a long journey nevertheless and he'd be lying he was not thirsty and hungry.
Still, the fact that Marcus was dead because of him gave Aria every reason to confine him, and chop his head maybe. But if she wanted to kill him so badly, she could have split him from balls to head the moment he showed up. Maybe she still had an iota of love in her.
Just when he thought he was lucky, two knights came and chained him before leading him out of the dungeons. The sudden light invaded his eyes momentarily blinding Leon but the next thing he knew, he was inside the throne hall with a couple of eyes on him.
