“I know. That is why I am doing this.” Nezumi looked at the guards behind the man and nodded, “I know you supported Ariana, which means you are a threat to me Roger. Just as you said, I can not have threats inside my own empire, could start a civil war.”

She looked back at the guards and nodded and they quickly captured Roger and took him into the dungeon, Nezumi right behind them. The guards locked the new prisoner inside of the worst cell that was open.

It was dark, on the other end of the dungeon from any windows, probably about a quarter of a mile from them. The cell and those around it smelled like something crawled and died, many somethings. Which, taking into consideration this was a dungeon, and the worst part of it at that, was highly likely. The walls were covered in green slime, and rats scattered about on the floor.

There was nothing pleasant about this place, but even worse, was that the cell Roger was being thrown into had dead bodies littering the floor, as well as bones, covering it.