Darkest Hours (MGL series Book 2)

Chapter 2

Lucius was apprehensive. He was livid with the events that were taking place from few days and he was out to quench his thirst with the blood of ones who wronged his kin.

He would avenge every single one of them who had done such heinous deed against his kin.

He would find every one of them accountable no matter in which hole they were hiding.

As he walked through the dark alley of his estate, he found the closed space suffocating from the hurting memories of his past. It was a hidden cave behind his estate which only he knew about.

The cave was hidden well by the shields he ensconced with his powers. Striding deep into the dark cave which was lit by a fire logs hither and thither, he was welcomed by the silence to his displeasure.

He wanted to hear the screams of agony and pain but not the peaceful silence. As he strode faster into the depths of the cave where a room was located at the rare end, he found the man he hated so much tied up to a pole.

He was worried that the man may have lost his life but as he went close, he heard the faint sound of the man taking uneven breathes. That made Lucius pleasant.

Lucius was still not done with him as he was still itching to hurt him until all he could remember was pain and only pain.

"I was expecting you to wither in pain but look how disappointed you made me." Lucius spoke with sarcasm. His eyes were venomous when he noticed his prisoner jerk awake from his peaceful sleep.

He should not let his prisoner the luxury of sleep. He was preparation to make it his agenda to drown his prisoner in an ocean of misery and he would be taking pleasure of witnessing it with his own eyes.

The prisoner groaned as he felt the sensitiveness of his body again.

"How was the sleep, Knox Garrick?" Lucius asked as he sat himself on the chair before his prisoner. Knox groaned a good amount of time before he managed to raise his head up to look at the Lord.

Lucius's discontentment immediately turned into satisfaction when he looked at the face that was marred with scars and slashes. Knox looked paler and skinnier from the time he brought him there and the realization that he was the reason for his wretchedness was what keeping Lucius sane.

"I – " Knox tried to speak but his throat was dry and so was his mouth. He was not given any sort of food or water from many days. He was kept alive despite the food was by the Lord's magic. The Lord has used his magic to fill his body with enough energy to keep his alive and put up with all the pain given.

"Please" Knox whispered, gathering the least thread of the force he has in him. He wanted to get away from the Lord and see his daughter. His daughter was still in the capture of Lord Xander and Knox wanted to see her alive and fine.

"Where is Orla, Knox?" Lucius asked with a force of authority he held as a Lord of a realm and as a very powerful wizard. Knox shivered at the power of the Lord's authority that almost stumbled him back pathetically.

Lucius was ever so grateful to Lord Xander for capturing Knox Garrick and handing him over to him for his part of the torment.

"I – please. I do not- "

"You provide me with her whereabouts or not, you will still be here withering in pain instilled by me. Difference is how you choose to die. If Orla is found, I will end your pain and kill you in a moment; If not, you will be killed every moment you are alive. Choose Wisely, Knox."

Knox shook his head frantically to let the Lord know that he indeed have no idea where the woman, he was looking for, was. Knox himself wanted to search for the woman and get out the torment forever. Although he knew he was never getting out of there alive, he hoped – just hoped to escape and see his dear daughter just once.