Emma's POV

　　"I have an idea!" My voice resounded in the quiet dungeon, startling them. They looked at me with a frown etched on their faces.

　　My eyes sparkle with a hint of mischief, a small smile playing on my lips. "Just trust me on this one, okay?"

　　Bennett raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "What's going on, Emma? What's your idea?"

　　My smile grew wider, but I remained tight-lipped. "I'd rather not say just yet. Let's just say it's ...