I took a deep breath. My gaze flickered back onto him as I slowly made my way out of the room. That was all? He was going to let me go? Just as I stepped entirely out, his hand reached for my elbow, tightening hard and holding me in place.

"You really think I'm going to let you go?" He asked, digging his fingers into my flesh as he backed me to the wall near the cell. "You fled once, I mourned. Never again." He shook his head before turning around and pulling me out of the cellar.

I lined my ...