***CONTENT WARNING: DEATH***
The inside of the locker room was dimly lit, but Lucas could still see the outlines of things around it. The benches that were situated in front of the lockers, the spare weapons that hung along the wall across from him..
'If Skye was here, she'd figure out a way ta get free.. Probably do somethin' ta get one of those swords er what not.. Too bad all those kinda skills came from Sorcha.. She would've gotten herself free, too. I'll never understand why she fell fer me..'
'Magnus could make her laugh the same as me.. Well -maybe not as much- but he coulda made her a Queen! She deserved ta be a Queen.. Magnus couldna righted a centuries-old wrong, but she chose me.. At least I'll be seein' her and Magnus soon enough..'