Chapter 71: The Dungeons

Amelia had spent the last couple of days locked in a room in the dungeon, waiting for Bram to return and release her from her captivity. She looked around; her brows furrowed as she heard a guard descending the stairs toward her cell.

"Are you here to let me free?" Amelia called out, the same words she used to greet each guard when they brought her food.

"Not yet, lassie," the voice replied as he set a tray on the ground and slid it through the opening under the door.

"Aren't you going to open the door? What if I've tunneled a hole in the bottom of the cell right out the side of the castle? You'd never know," she said in a singsong voice as she teased the guard. She smiled at the man through the barred window in the door. He was a kind man, and it wasn't his fault that the laws kept her in the dungeon.

He chuckled softly, "If yer able to tunnel out of flint with yer bare hands, I say, freedom should be yers." 

Amelia laughed as she grabbed the