Ch 257: Escaping is not easy - Part 1

The stone walls of the holding cell were damp and cold, their age betrayed by the cracks running through the surface. Layla sat on the narrow bench, her arms crossed, her expression unreadable. 

The guards stationed outside her cell exchanged occasional glances, both wary and perplexed. They had no idea who she was, and while she had been compliant during her capture, her composure unsettled them.

"I suggest you let me go," Layla said finally, her voice calm but edged with authority. "This misunderstanding will only cause trouble for you."

The younger of the two guards snorted. "Misunderstanding? You're the one causing trouble, lady. You're lucky we're just holding you for questioning."

Layla's gaze didn't waver. "You have no idea what you're dealing with."

The older guard leaned against his spear, shaking his head. "Save it. You'll stay here until the head guard decides what to do with you. It's not our problem."