CHAPTER 45

MELVIN

He made his way down the stairs to the dungeon ,the silent squeak of his shoes cutting through the air and settling in Khloe's cage ,she could hear it , she could hear him coming and in a matter of time she aware of how she will be arraigned in front of the council with questions hitting her eardrums from left and right of the room .

Melvin could see her resting with her shoulders on the cage with an unnatural calmness for someone that should be hungry by that time and was also about to face a trial that would decide if she lived or die ,it felt as though she had a more pleasant night than he did.

For a moment there was a look in her eyes , something about it he couldn't describe ,something that tightened in his throat when he tried to speak and pierced him deep in his chest - Pity , affection , attachment, fondness? - no not fondness ,it was something he couldn't explain , an emotion; a feeling that felt naturally impulsed as it acted upon every single one of his