A favour

 While the temple was plunged into chaos, trying to stop the inferno that wanted nothing but to consume. They prayed the queen was still safe in the heat.

 

 While this was going on Abrielle was figuring out how to get herself out of the sticky situation she found herself in. 

 

 Alfonso's words were threatening, she understood what he meant. Her jaw slacked, her emotionless eyes staring back at him. She had gotten herself into Alfonso's trap. "You can't threaten me if you want to tell on me. You would have screamed calling out for attention, but you didn't." Abrielle bravely challenged him trying to hold her stand.

 

 "But I will once you step out, so be my guest." He chimed, making way for her to leave knowing she didn't have the guts to get out.