"As you command!"
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[Location Unknown]
[Time Unknown]
Aside from the maddening sound of dripping water, Alonso finally heard something different:
The creak of a door hinge turning, the dull thud of wooden planks hitting the ground, increasingly distinct approaching footsteps... Someone was coming—two people, it seemed. They moved closer to his side and replaced the iron chains binding his limbs with shackles.
Alonso was hauled upright and then dragged out of the dungeon.
The air became noticeably fresher. Logs crackled and popped in a fireplace, dispelling the cold dampness of the dungeon.
"That's more like it," Alonso thought to himself.
The rebels didn't interrogate him immediately after capturing him, perhaps prioritizing firefighting efforts instead.
But nearly two days had passed, and they left him in the dungeon without uttering a word. Clearly, it was deliberate—were they using imprisonment as an interrogation method?
