Shila didn't know what to expect as she made her way down the dungeons of Cordon Castle. While she had heard from her son that Pinra was going to be moved to a more comfortable location eventually, the finalization of the plans for it hadn't gone to effect just yet. This, in turn, left Pinra to remain detained in her usual cold and dark cell down in the deepest depths of the castle, far away from any sun or warmth that could possibly help and get her back to sanity.
Or at least, that was what she was told.
"In here, Lady Shila."
Looking up at the guard, the old woman simply gave him a grateful smile before making her way up to the door separating Pinra from the rest of the outside world. With each step, the very essence of the outside world seemingly evaporated, replaced with the dark and depressing aura of the dungeons as ghosts from the proverbial past seemingly haunted the empty cells around her.
