downerdalchemist
It’s been a week as her friend was placed in the dungeons of the castle and the princess locked herself up in her room in misery. Realizing the uselessness of her actions she finally decided as of lately, words had to be exchanged for surely now there would a sense of mistrust and misunderstanding between the two friends.The imperial witch glanced around as she tucked in her coat closer to her. Where she was heading she definitely needed it, the dungeons were a cool area after all. She shivered as she held her lantern with a trembling hand holding it out towards the dark to illuminate her path as she walked down the stairs carefully. She would not use her magic here in the case it would alarm Aryll of an attack. As she got closer to her destination of the specific jail cell anxiety filled her insides choking her slowly as she dreaded their encounter. Before her friend was dragged off she had to put on the acts she hated so much but she did what she did so both could survive...yes she would do anything to ensure the other survived even if she went all along hating her. She took a deep breath as she paused her movements“...H-hello Aryll.” She barely whispered as she peered through the bars of her friend’s cell.