I snuck into the dungeon with Tallis, down to the cell where Warren was being kept.
However, Warren wasn’t the only one there. Raymond was standing in front of him with the sacred feather in his hand. He had a smug smile on his face that I would have loved to rip off.
“Having a prince being held hostage is incredibly advantageous. I can use you to trade back to your father. I’ll lose a prince, but I will gain something much more,” he taunted, waving the feather back and forth in front of Warren’s eyes.
Warren looked dirty and pale. I wondered if Raymond was starving him and trying to weaken him. My stomach shifted uncomfortably. I’d barely thought about what had become of Warren since he was taken prisoner by the guards.
However, Warren remained calm and poised, despite how he looked.
“I think you overestimate how much my father cares for me. He’s not going to do what you want.”