Once Castien thought everyone’s eyes had adjusted to the darkness, he felt along the wall to try to find the next door.
“Allow me to help,” Castien heard Lathron say as he put a hand on his shoulder. He reached around Castien to open the door he was seeking. Before Castien could make a move, Lathron’s arm was around his throat. He squeezed tightly enough to make breathing quite difficult as he pulled Castien back along the wall. Castien watched in horror as the Lord’s fighters moved into the room.
“I want you safe,” Lathron whispered. “You will be a good addition to my Lord’s collection of…shall we say, informants. Once he’s finished with you we will know a great deal more about those who oppose us.”