The moment the cell door clanged shut behind me, I knew my decision had sealed my fate. The faces of my fellow inmates turned toward me, curiosity written across their weathered features.
"What did they want?" Eamon asked quietly when I returned to our corner.
I settled against the cold stone wall. "The Thornton family offered me freedom in exchange for saving Tristan Thornton's life."
His eyes widened. "And you refused?"
"It was a trap," I replied, watching the shadows dance across the ceiling. "Once I healed him, they'd have no reason to keep their word. I'd end up right back here—or worse."
Eamon fell silent, processing my words. Finally, he asked, "What happens now?"
"Now?" I laughed humorlessly. "Now we wait for them to decide how to kill me."
