183. Don't

I was right.

The alpha king was in the dungeon and was torturing the man for information that he would or may not fish out from him. Even if I was still in the mouth of the entrance, I could hear the man's screams of torture.

I wondered what kind of torture did Maxxwell gave?

On the other side, someone was snoring peacefully despite the screams.

I tilted my head and looked at Delta Isagani. He did not stop tailing me. "Is there like some kind of hidden room inside the dungeon?" For torture?

"That is classified information, Your Grace."

"Classified? How come?"

"Only a few chosen trusted men know about it."

"I doubted it's a secret."

Here it was. The alpha king's hideout for the meantime.

The urge to see him again was too strong. I want to see him.

With that in mind, I gathered the hem of my clothes and stepped forward when Delta Isagani stopped me.

"You are not allowed to enter, Your Grace," Delta Isagani informed me.

"Why not? I have been here a couple of times. Sleep in the dun