The next morning. After washing up and making sure they were presentable, Alicia and Zeke headed to the dungeons where Sebastian was being imprisoned.
As they approached the thick and protected bars, Alicia felt Ezekiel's hand tightened around hers a little. The boy beyond the bars did not come at them like how he did the first time that Alicia was here.
He was just there, silently kneeling on the ground, his hands chained to thick restraints that were reinforced with demonic magic to keep him there. The sight of him was breaking her heart. It was just unimaginable how this boy had been just locked up here like this for so long. It was not just years… but hundreds of years, in fact! Alicia could feel hot tears pricking the back of her eyes as she stood there with Zeke, not moving nor speaking.
