Lucien didn't waste a second.
The moment he stormed out of the hearth room. His boots hit the ground hard, not because he was angry... though he was... but because of urgency. Niblet. That stupid black dog... that beloved little pain in Rin's ass... the same dog that came from nowhere. The one who means a lot to Rin.
And now the mutt was rotting in the dungeon?
Lucien practically kicked the door open and descended into the dark stone underbelly of the mansion. The torches lining the walls flickered dimly as if nervous about what Lucien might do next. There were no guards stationed anywhere. There were no guards at all in the mansion. Lucien didn't stop.
He opened the iron-barred gate, stepping into the row of cells filled mostly with silence... and then...
"YIP YIP YIP YIP!"
That high-pitched, angry barking echoed from one of the corner cages.
Lucien's face softened just a bit.
"Found you."
