Chapter 0305

“It’s not a fault to be dependable,” I said.

“It is if it makes you immovable. You have to be more willing to be wrong.”

I closed my mouth and glared at him. As usual, my sharp looks seemed to bounce right off of him without taking hold.

“Come on,” Julian began walking. He didn’t look back, expecting me to fall in line behind. him. Damn him, I needed to, for Piper’s sake, so I did. “We can’t keep our dear uncle waiting.”

Together, Julian and I walked out of the palace and toward the guard barracks. In the basement beneath their facility was a type of prison. Julian jokingly called it, ‘the dungeon,‘ though that title wasn’t far from the truth.

It had been built long ago and though lighting and plumbing had been added later, it still maintained a certain level of castle dungeon aesthetic: thick stone walls, iron bars, chains on the walls. The interrogation rooms were once torture rooms, though no torture took place now.

that I was privy to know

dimly lit, with only a bulb light on the ceiling in the middle of the stone room. Terry’s hands

never seen the man in

from his voice like poison. “What the hell more could you possibly want from

wore off Julian much

Jane,” Julian said. “Before Piper gets

for her head, did she? I imagined she would. It was only my lust for

adding an

incredulously, and then laughed

funny?” Julian asked sharply. He was losing his patience too,

over what Jane does.” Terry’s laugh ebbed, though the mockery remained in the patronizing lilt of his tone. “She is higher up in the underground organization than

through me. Jane is…? How

sense. Per the letter welcoming Terry to the underground, his admittance had been rather recent. More recent than Jane, from what Piper

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