Fingernails scratching on iron triggered an adrenal response, forcing me awake. I scanned the cell for the man next to me but found no one. Had I imagined the whole thing like a weary desert traveler seeing an oasis mirage?
"It's time." A gnarled voice sounded as a dungeon beast led me from my cell to the Prince's chamber. When I arrived, the Prince stood with his back turned towards me, lost in deep contemplation.
"The lessons will come fast and hard so pay attention. There's no time to relax. Our foes are fierce and unrelenting. We're twice as much."
The Prince lead me out of the chamber and down a long, narrow corridor. Small windows, about the size of a fist lined the walls. The faint sound of grinding coming from the other side, I had no desire to look through the glass.