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Mickey hadn't gotten any sleep, though at some point she'd sat down. She was leaning against the wall of the cell, hugging her knees to her chest. The half demon, though she hadn't slept, wasn't very tired.
Larissa was sat near her. She had also been restless, but it had affected her more, and she was growing tired.

The old man seemed to have been half-asleep during the night, stirring whenever the sounds of a rat came near. He had not gotten up once since the group arrived, only shifting every once in a great while.

The door shuddered as it was opened, the light of a flame quickly going through the room. There were two magicians standing on either side of the much more regally dressed Rian. Behind the lord were several men, all holding chains and shackles in their arms and wearing swords at their sides. The young man took a few steps forward into the dungeon as let the men with the shackles filter into the room silently. His cold eyes slowly fell across all of the people within the room, resting on the old man at the end. A small frown appeared on his face, unsure quite who the man was.

Dark ran over after scraeing off and rat and began to poke Kiaya's face till she woke up,"Stupid annoying lizard,"she mumbbled before she noticed why Dark had woken her, though she was able to keep her moiuth shut. Kiaya was not a morning person and would hardly talk in the morning.

Nariko's ears perked and she jumped on to Micjeys shoulder to try and comfort her. Sure she may have snaped at the half demon before, but that was because she had gotten ticked that Mickey was acting so odd, she wished Mickey would grow her back bone soon.

The magicians walked in and closed the door so that no one could leave the room without passing the men. If one was paying attention, they would notice that there was not a single woman in the ranks of those present. "Bound them," Rian ordered in a low voice, his eyes still plastered on the old man. Both he and the old man were having a hard time identifying each other. Rian had been in power for about three years and spent the other seven years getting rid of his siblings. He had no idea who were living in the dungeons. In truth, he would not have even come to this dungeon had he known that the group was not yet bound.
A couple of the men with the shackles approached Mickey, Larissa, and Nariko. "Please cooperate," one spoke softly as he bent down closely, opening the metal cuffs and reaching out for the wrist of one of the girls.

"Nariko, relax." Larissa let the man cuff her, though her expression showed that she was less than content to do so. The fairy knew that fussing would only get them in more trouble, and she hoped it would all be over soon. As they were shackled, Mickey- too scared to even put up a fight- was forced to release her grip on her friend.

First their hands were shackled together and then their feet. The shackles for the feet were similar to those that chain gang prisoners wore. The man who had spoken seemed to be very soft spoken and did not wish to bound up the children. The other man, however, seemed to not mind it at all. He had even roughly grabbed the small fox and shackled her around the throat. He had tried to shackle the fox around the body but the animal proved too large for that. Once the girls were shackled, the two men went back to grab more bonds from their companions and proceeded over to Kaiya.

The girl was bound much in the same way as Mickey and Larissa and was brought over to the group and attached to the girls. The men repeated the process several more times with the guys so that the group was a line. The old man would be the last to be taken, but he had not been with the group to begin with. Still, the guards released the man from the chain in the wall, picking up the man. The man's legs were very thin, the muscles having deteriorated from the lack of use. He would most likely never walk in his lifetime again.
"Who is this man?" Rian finally spoke up, staring the old man down.

The boy did not answer the other's question, merely getting an annoyed glare in his direction. "I... am the previous lord of this city," the old man spoke slowly, lifting his head very slightly. Indeed, this boy looked somewhat like his child, but there were small differences that made him doubt.
Rian however, figured it out when the old man spoke. It was his father; the very man that he thought was dead. "You've been down here for more than seven years?" the noble asked slowly though he didn't wait for an answer. "Bathe him... Then feed him what his first son is fed. This is what is proper." It was order to kill the old man but it wasn't out of cold blood as most of his siblings had been killed. The elderly man could not even walk on his own. There was no use in living like that. "As for you children, you're going to be placed on trial."