The hurried sound of footsteps came from the uneven stone steps.
A knight hurriedly ran past the cage where Jasmine was held.
Jasmine wiped away her tears, her eyes swollen like walnuts, barely opening to reveal a sliver.
She saw two shadows cast on the wall by the flickering firelight.
The standing person bent down and whispered a few words to the seated 'Demon.'
The man, who was like a 'Demon,' immediately stood up and strode out.
Frightened, Jasmine dived headfirst into the pile of rotten grass, leaving only a horse's rump sticking out.
The footsteps quickly receded into the distance.
Jasmine shakily pulled her head back out.
Meanwhile, the sound of the whip striking flesh did not cease in the inner chamber.
...
"What do you want with me?" The Duke entered the study in the South Wing.
He directly ignored the Minotaur in the room who greeted him with a silly grin and asked Ellie Miller in a softened tone.
