Round The Palace Walls

Life away from the palace should have been peaceful. But as it appears, all roads lead back to Roam.

A palace of secrets! And an even deeper mystery links the ancient and the new, and there's only one thing he can do... to get to the bottom of it! Or perhaps, was he better off ignorant???



Prince Raphael struggled helplessly against his bonds even though that clearly wasn't helping. They cut deep into his skin and he was quite sure he would be bleeding by now. Ignoring the pain, he kept at it, fighting for all he was worth, hoping to break them with brute force.



"I'll stop that now if I were you," The low indifferent voice of his captor resounded through the dark passage.



Raphael stilled sensing the cold edge of a sword just a little below his neck.



"Don't think you can stop me with this!" He gasped. "If I were you, I'll free me at once and start fleeing. Maybe then I'll have some mercy when you get caught."



The man let out a cruel highly amused laugh.



"You're badly beaten, mummified to an electric chair, blindfolded, bound by wires and yet, we can't stop you? such arrogance! You're at my mercy! know that and never forget it."



He snarled tracing a line up the prince's neck with his sword, leaving a trail of blood. He lifted his chin up to face him.



"One more word...."