Chapter 80


    Chapter 80


    CAMILLA’S PO.V


    His eyes widened and I saw raw fear inside of them. I wish I could have said that I was joking but I


    wasn’t. If he wasn’t willing to give up the names then I was going to do whatever I needed to in order to


    ensure that Frederick had no more ess to forbidden drugs.


    After a second of silence, he turned on hi heels and walked around the front desk. He rummaged


    through his papers and brought out a in piece of paper along with some charcoal. I watched in


    confusion as he began to scribble on the paper.


    “What are you doing?” I asked. “All I need is a name.”


    “I don’t have his name,” his response was gruff. “You don’t run an illegal business by asking names. He


    came in a little over a week ago and said he needed a small quantity of anathis in a short period of


    time. I don’t like to deal with the stuff because it is messy but he was offering twice of what anyone


    normally would and I’d be da mned if I wasn’t going to take it.”


    As his scribbling began to take shape, I realized that he was drawing a sketch. I nced over at Ryker


    who just shrugged. It took five minutes for him to be done and once he was, he all but shoved the


    sketch into my hands. I took one look at it and crunched my brows in confusion. I had never seen the


    person before but I was certain that he was in the pce somewhere.


    “Are you going to arrest me now?” the gruff voice asked and I shook my head.


    “You helped us out so you get a warning. Clean up your act. If you actually had a decent shop in town


    then maybe you would make a decent earning without having to dabble.”


    He didn’t say a word but I could see that he was grateful. I turned on my heels and walked out with


    Ryker. I vaguely heard the two brothers whispering harshly between themselves and I knew that


    whatever trust between them, that had been broken today would not be so easily repaired.


    I waited until I had gotten into the carriage with Ryker before I handed him the sketch. He took one look


    at it and his eyes darkened in anger. “Do you know who it is?”


    “I definitely do.”


    As soon as the carriage got to the pce, Ryker led me out and began walking with determination


    towards the back doors. I didn’t know where he was going but I trusted him and if he said he knew the


    man in the picture then he was the only one who could find him.


    “How do you even know him?” I asked unable to keep the curiosity out of my voice. I was shocked that


    he knew more of the guards than I did.


    His steps faltered and for a second, I thought he was going to ignore me but he finally spoke and his


    voice was soft. “I asked him to watch the girls while you were unconscious.”


    It was at that moment that I realized there was a lot of guilt in his stance. He was uneasy and although I


    understood why, he had to understand that it was not his fault. He didn’t know that the man was a


    traitor then, none of us did. I reached out with the intention of cing aforting hand on his shoulder


    but Ryker moved and I allowed my hand fall to the ground.


    At the back of the pce, there were a few guards pacing and talking. It didn’t take long for me to sight


    the man we were looking for. He had curly hair and dark eyes and he was a dead ringer for the photo.


    As soon as all the guards saw us, they stood at attention and bowed. We ignored them and made our


    way towards the man we were searching for. I saw him shuffle awkwardly on both feet as if wondering


    whether or not he should flee.


    “You,” it was Ryker who spoke. “Come with us.”


    He started to move forward but at thest second, he turned on his heels and ran. I rolled my eyes in


    frustration because I was tired of everything. I saw the other guards preparing to chase him but I


    stopped them. Right ahead of him was a stream, it had been a while since I had used my powers but I


    reached deep into myself until I could– feel the water moving. I tugged at it and used the water as a


    rope to grab him and pull him down into the stream. He went down with a scream and I saw everyone


    staring at me with wide eyes.


    “Go and get him,” my voice snapped them out of their daze and they all nodded and ran off to get him.


    He was gasping for air and trying to cough out water from his lungs.


    When he saw that he was getting closer to us, he began to fight against the other guards but he was


    unable to get himself free. They brought him to his knees in front of us and he looked up at me with aN?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    sneer. I simply co cked my head to the side and analyzed him. If not for the sketch, I would have never


    thought to suspect him. He looked so innocent and unassuming; he was the kind of person to easily


    blend into a crowd of people.


    “Why did


    you run?” I asked but he stayed silent. “Is there something that you’re hiding?”


    “F**k you,” he spat in my face and I had to take a step back to avoid his saliva hitting me. Ryker was


    furious because the next thing I knew, he had punched him so hard that we went unconscious.


    “Take him to the dungeons,” Ryker ordered the other guards and his voice was so devoid of emotion


    that even I was concerned.


    I noticed that the other guards were looking at him with a healthy dose of fear that wasn’t there before.


    They respected him for his position but now there was fear as if they had jut realized that not only was


    he a royal- he could defend himself too.


    As soon as they had gone, Ryker turned to me. “Are you alright?” I nodded but he still spent his time


    doting over me and checking to make sure that I was alright. “Did he touch you?”


    I shook my head. “Everything is fine, you don’t have to worry.”


    He finally sighed in relief. “Good, you should go in and rest, I need to interrogate him.”


    “No, I’m going with you,” his ‘no’ was so quick that I paused and crossed my arms over my chest. “Why


    not?”


    “Cami, please, he was responsible for you almost dying. I don’t want you anywhere around him and


    an interrogation room is not the right ce for you. It is too blo ody.”


    “I don’t care,” I shot back and he raised a brow. “I am going, Ryker, with or without your permission.”


    He seemed to realize that there was not much he could do concerning it so he sighed. “Once it gets too


    much, I want you to leave, okay?”


    I nodded, that was an easy promise to make.


    I felt out of ce in the dark dungeons. The walls had grime and blood stters and the room smelled


    like a mix of p iss, fear and blood. There were not a lot of people in the dungeons because ording to


    my mother, she hated having people down so she killed them as swiftly as possible. Only one other cell


    was upied and I could t help but wonder what he had done.


    Ryker walked ahead of me to the cell where the guard was being held. He was awake and sporting a


    ck eye but that didn’t stop him from trying to look like he was not a second away from pi sing his


    pants. His fear was so tangible that I could feel it wrapping around the room and threatening to choke


    us all.


    “I will give you one chance to make this easy,” Ryker began as he rolled up his sleeves. “Tell us where


    Frederick is and who the other people are. If you do this then I will make this as slow as possible.”


    “I will never help you,” he spat then turned to me. “Frederick is the rightful king, the throne is no ce


    for a spoiled little brat who needs her mate to protect her.”


    His words were barely out of his mouth before Ryker had grabbed his chin in a bruising grip. “If you talk


    to or look at my mate again, I will cut out your tongue and shove it down your throat. Thest time I


    checked, you didn’t need a tongue to write down names.”


    That had him shutting up immediately. “I am not helping you.”


    “I hoped you would say


    that.”


    Ryker took out a rag and shoved it into his mouth. I was so confused as to why he did that until he took


    a pair of pliers and pulled out the nail on his thumb. The scream was mu ffled through the rag and even


    I flinched. Ryker did not hesitate before pulling out another and it suddenly hit me why he didn’t want


    me here. He nced over at me and I nodded to assure him that I was okay, I just hoped I would be.


    It took me fifteen minutes to realize that I wanted to leave. I managed to stick through the pulling out of


    the nails but when Ryker started to strategically break ff his fingers, I realized I had enough and I


    quietly walked out of the room. I knew he noticed and I knew he was worried but I also knew that if I


    stayed any longer then I was going to throw up.


    I passed by Christine on my way and she looked concerned. She reached out for me but I shook my


    head and briefly exined what happened. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and led me to


    my room because. my legs were shaking badly. She helped me run a bath and even helped me get in.


    She sat on a stool by the tub just keeping mepany. No words were spoken between us but her


    presence was enough.


    I didn’t know how long we stayed like that but the next thing I remembered was the door opening and


    Ryker walking in. There were blood stters on his shirt and hands. Christine shot me a look as if


    asking if I were okay and it wasn’t until I nodded that she walked out.