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"Who the--" He wheezed, clutching at her arm. "-hell is Gale?"
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"The King of Velora. Husband to Kayla, the queen? Father of Malakai, the prince?"
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"Isn't Velora south of," He paused, coughing. "South of here?"
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"Yes" She snapped. "He's prisoner here"
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"I can't breathe--" He cut off, face purplish to support his claim. (kinda deserves it though)
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She loosened her hold just enough so he could breathe. "Show me where the cells are"
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He raised his hands in surrender. "I will just, let me go, hold me at knife point, whatever, i'll show you."
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He nodded, keeping his hands up as he started to lead to the cells, most empty besides two: The first had a skeleton. And the second had a old man.
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"The others? Torture chambers? Anything else?"
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