Rafe's POV
We reached the underground dungeons at the far corner of the estate. As the heavy iron door creaked open, we stopped at the top of the massive staircase leading downward. She froze in place to see the way to underground.
Outside, it was a bright day, but down here no sunlight could reach .
I clasped her hand firmly. "Don't worry. I am with you."
Her response came through as she let her senses calm. I was sure now she was well aware why we were going there.
We descended into the depths, our footsteps echoing against stone walls as the wide corridor stretched before us, lined with lights that banished only some of the shadows. We passed chamber after chamber, each one marked by the remnants of punishment, and I could feel her gaze linger, wary and sharp, as though memorizing everything.
"Here, we only punish the assholes," I told her, "the ones who don't deserve a quiet death. And today you will witness one yourself."
