The next evening, Danika stood in front of Vetta's dungeon. The guard hurried past her, the sound of keys opening a lock filled the air, followed by the sound of deadbolt opening.

She nodded her gratitude, the guard acknowledged her before he hurried out of the cell. She looked around sadly, holding the wrapped food tightly in her hand.

She can't believe that it has been four months she got out of this place. It feels like ages ago.

Her eyes took in the ...