Dorian was accompanied by his guards as he walked down the dungeon. He brought his hand to the level of his nose to hold it from breathing in the fetid smell.
He had no idea this place reeked so badly. How did the guards survive till now?
Getting to a particular lockup, "Your highness" they bowed in respect to him.
One of the guards raised his head to relay the message to the prince, "Your highness, we've been forbidden to let anyone visit this man" He said, referring to Lynx who was laying on the haystack.
"By who?" Dorian raised his brow.
"Her Majesty" The guard responded.
Dorian rolled his eyes, Davina was unimportant to him as well as her laws, he could scorn it and there was nothing the pitiful woman would do.
"Give me the keys" He instructed.
"I'm sorry your highness, but I can't" He declined, his tone firm.
Hearing this, Dorian glared at him. "Are you disrespecting me?"
The guard dropped to his knees, "No, your highness, I would never"
"Then, the keys!"
