As the shadows cleared, I saw the person that had come to the dungeons.

It was Eros.

His eyes widened and he stared at my thorny, waving roots. He cringed slightly.

What the hell was he doing here? The king had freed him. He should have been halfway across the realm by now! Why had he come back?

“Is that…” he pointed at Helen, who was still gasping in pain behind me.

My heart broke for her all over again. If I could get her out of there, I would have taken ...