DUNGEON...
The air grew heavier with each step Aria took as she descended into the dimly lit dungeon. Shadows danced on the cold stone walls, flickering with the faint light of torches. The smell of dampness and iron filled the narrow corridor, wrapping around her like a suffocating cloak.
The guards stationed at the entrance straightened as she approached, their faces impassive but wary. "Your Majesty," one of them said, bowing slightly.
Aria nodded curtly. "Open it."
The iron door groaned in protest as it swung open, revealing Selene sitting on the cold floor, her hands chained to the wall. Her long raven black hair was disheveled, and her once beautiful face now bore a gaunt, haunted look. Yet, even in her state, her sharp eyes glinted with unbridled anger the moment she saw Aria.
"You!" Selene hissed, her voice venomous. "How dare you come here after what you've done to me?"
