Chapter 87: Secret Passage

"Help me? How?" Nevaeh suspiciously asked. She has heard these people use this word a few number of times, and she has come to realize that the word meant something entirely different to them.

Queen Herilda had offered to help her, yet here she was, trapped.

The girl made an attempt to walk closer but Nevaeh moved the vase in her hand and retreated once more. "Don't come closer." She warned, her heart thumping really hard.

"Shh, be soft." The girl told her, her eyes warily fixed at the door. Nevaeh took a quick glance at the door before returning her attention to the girl.

She stood at alert when the girl reached out for something under her sleeves.

"Don't-"

"Araminta asked me to show you this." She brought out a black coin. Nevaeh's eyes fell on it and she instantly recognized it. It was the coin she had returned to Araminta on their way out of the cave.

"Araminta?" Nevaeh muttered dazedly, while she reached for the coin. Wasn't she in danger?

She looked at the paper on she had dropped on the bed. "Did you drop that for me?" She asked. She was surprised when the girl nodded.

"Araminta told me to warn you, so you would be on guard."

Of course she would. "Where is she?" She asked, her eyes now peering at the girl with heightened curiousity and concern.

"In the dungeon."

"Dungeon?" Nevaeh was shocked. Why would Araminta be in the dungeon? Was the queen keeping her prisoner too? That must be the case.

"Yes. But I have to get you to her immediately. She awaits us." The girl told her with a tone of urgency. Nevaeh was confused by what the girl was saying. Was she going to take her to the dungeon too?

"My lady." The girl called when Nevaeh seemed to be in a daze.

"What am I to do in the dungeon?" She inquired. She wasn't fully trusting of the girl even though that black coin was enough to let her believe her. It was Araminta's heirloom so it shouldn't have been able to get, but with Araminta in the dungeon, then that changes anything. These people weren't ordinary so somethings wouldn't be difficult for them. Things like getting what doesn't belong to them.

"Araminta said to tell you the first day she had met you, it was it in a building filled with people and you were formally dressed. She told me this, but as for what you're to do in the dungeon, she didn't say."

Of course, she wouldn't. Nevaeh have realize that Araminta wasn't trusting of people and would keep important things away.

She was now convinced that Araminta had really sent her.

"Can we leave now? We must hurry." The girl told as she kept looking at the door.

Nevaeh hesitated a few seconds before nodding.

"Then let's go." The girl said and turned towards the secret passage in the wall she had passed through.

Nevaeh picked the paper she had dropped on the bed and followed the girl. She was surprised to see the dark and narrow secret passage behind the wall. She had never imagined something like this was possible.

"Closely follow." The girl told her making Nevaeh nod. The girl snapped her fingers and a small bright light illuminated their path. Nevaeh looked behind her as she anxiously followed the girl.

"We must hurry before they notice you're gone. And we can't afford to miss the time." Nevaeh didn't know what time she was talking about, but she hurried after the girl.

Nevaeh kept looking behind her as they kept walking. She had passing through a lot of dark path recently, and it made her feel like her path to love and peace might just be a long narrow and dark path too.

They walked for quite a while when the girl finally stopped and pushed open a part of the wall. Nevaeh had noticed every turn they had made through the passage as well as this point on the wall had been marked.

"Who left this markings?" She couldn't help but ask.

"Queen Araminta." The girl said.

'Queen Araminta.' Nevaeh looked at the girl and the proud and pleased look in her eyes didn't miss her. She now realizes that there were people who wanted Araminta as their leader and were very much loyal to her. Again, she felt sad for Araminta's situation. She was responsible for her condition. A rightful leader locked in a dungeon must be very humiliating.

"This way." The girl said, cutting through her thought. Nevaeh scrunched her nose when the unpleasant smell from the place hit her nose. Her eyes darted around as they walked past several gated cells. An uneasy feeling brooded in her heart as she observed the place. Almost all the cells they had passed were empty except one where she noticed a dark figure being chained to the roof, the feet barely touching the floor. Nevaeh frowned seeing this inhumane treatment. Why would they do something like this to anybody?

"Here it is." The girl announced and Nevaeh looked at the place she was pointing at.

A scowl quickly framed Nevaeh's face when she saw the familiar figure sitting on the cold floor, her back leaning against the wall as her head hung low.

"Araminta?" Nevaeh softly called, a guilty pang hitting her chest.

Those green eyes looked at her and she even more guilty.

"You're finally here." Araminta said as she rose to her feet.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry you're here because of me." Nevaeh sincerely apologized.

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"Nonsense!" Araminta chided her. "Who said I'm here because of you. It's no fault of yours at all. I needed a break from all the pretence, and where else could a beauty like me find some beauty sleep other than the one place where I can be myself? You think too much, little wife of Engel." Araminta smiled at her.

Though her voice was lively and her words were to make her feel better, Nevaeh still felt responsible for Araminta's condition.

Araminta turned to the girl who quickly bowed to her. "You did well."

"Thank you, your highness." The girl bowed again. She raised her gown and brought out a small knife. "What you requested for." She stretched out.

Nevaeh looked at the small knife and her heart slightly skipped, as she looked from the knife to Araminta. What did she need a knife for.

Araminta didn't reach for it, but looked to Nevaeh. Nevaeh felt uncomfortable with the gaze Araminta was giving her. What was going on?

"I'll have to bother you, Nevaeh." She said.

"W.. with what?" Nevaeh anxiously asked back.

"My cell is spelled and I can't break you, but your blood can."

Her blood? Nevaeh eyes dashed towards the knife.

"My blood?" She gazed at Araminta, who nodded.

"How?" Was it because of the mysterious powers that she was said to possess? If had to be. But she didn't know how to do a spell.

"I don't know how to undo it." She told Araminta who already knew this too.

"You don't have to do much except drop a bit of you blood outside the cell and on the gate."

"That's all?" Nevaeh asked.

"Yes."

Nevaeh glanced at the knife and then at the two ladies. Her softly pounding heart began to thump loudly. She gulped as she slowly reached for the knife, but Araminta stopped her.

"It's difficult to harm oneself. Let Gwen do it." She tilted her chin to the girl.

The girl nodded and picked up the knife. Nevaeh swallowed as she saw the sharp silver knife.

"It'll hurt a little. Just endure." The girl said and Nevaeh nodded. She squinted her eyes and winced as the knife pierced her skin.

She looked at Araminta who gave her a proud look. Nevaeh took a step closer to the gate and let her blood drop on it as well as the front of the cell. She staggered back when a transparent wall suddenly began to glow and the next second it was gone.

She still watched with widened eyes as the glowing wall disappeared and Araminta reached for the padlock outside the gate and it shattered.

Nevaeh was stunned by what was happening in front of her so much that her eyes rapidly blinked. She came back to her senses when Araminta pulled the girl into a hug and gently stroke her hair.

"You've done well, Gwen. Soon I'll come back for you." She promised the girl who leaned her head on Araminta's shoulder and nodded.

"I'll wait." The girl told her, while Araminta kissed her cheek. "Be safe little girl." She added.

Araminta turned towards Nevaeh. "Let's go before Herilda notices something is wrong."

They were going somewhere? Where?

"Where are we going?" Nevaeh asked.

"To your home. I hope you'll be a good host." She threw a teasing smile at Nevaeh whose eyes had gone round as saucers. They were going home? Like to the human realm?

"Back to Engel?" Nevaeh couldn't help but ask this way.

Araminta lovingly nodded. "Yes, to him."

Nevaeh felt her heart leap at those words. Those have been what she wanted to hear. She vigorously nodded her head and said, "Let's go." She wanted to leave right away.

Araminta chuckled at her happy expression. "Okay, but first we have to pick someone up." She said as she began to walk ahead, leaving Nevaeh with no choice but to follow behind.

Who were she picking up? Nevaeh had her answer when Araminta stopped in front of the cell she had seen a lean figure been chained.

"Who is that?" She softly asked.

Araminta reached for the lock of the gate and it opened. She turned to Nevaeh and smiled.

"Your husband's demon."

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