Theo's POV:
Cynthia was furious at me even though I managed to send off the troops from the island without having to battle with them. But I could care less about her now—as she is not even on my side.
I ignored her completely and went to the dungeon of the Sapphire castle, where I had my two important prisoners. The lame prince was laying down on the stony ground of the dungeon.
He was wearing the same robe that he wore on the day of battle. His golden coloured robe and armour were now condensed with mud and dirt. The once handsome prince is now a pauper! And this pauper seriously needs a bath. I had to hold my breath as the toxic smell from his cell was unable to take in.
He didn't notice my presence at first. Once he saw me, he jolted back to his feet and his gaze toughened up.
"Silver Shadow... you can't trap me in this dungeon forever! My father won't let you get away with this—"