Cless sat down, his back against the cool wall of the jail cell. He was in the cell in the middle of the room, two cells left of Sheena's. His plastic tray of crumbs lay just outside the metal bars of the door. Stale bread and yellow water, that's what they gave him. The dungeon was located under the King's Palace, and the only escape route would be through the palace itself. Cless stood up and walked through a small puddle of water to the east side of his cell. "Sheena," his voice broke the long silence between the two. "Sheena," he said again.

"What is it, Cless?" she replied. She was obviously not in a talking mood.

"Why did those guards come and arrest us? How was the king sure that we were the ones who struck Martel?"

"When something like this happens," she stopped to find the right words. "People blame others, or people are quick to judge one another."

"Will we ever get out? Or will we be sentenced to rot in here?"

"Only time will tell. The king is probably checking with his elders, trying to figure out a punishment for us."

He had never thought of a punishment. Would they torture them, or hang them, or execute them publicly? "None of this would've happened if I didn't leave home, if I didn't follow this stranger who seemed to be doing the right thing, and now I am paying for it in a jail cell."

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"Sheena has been located, sir," said a Renegade soldier.

"Where, soldier, where?" Yuan asked.

"The King of Ecluid's dungeon," replied the soldier.

"What! Why is she there? Why has she been arrested?" Yuan was outraged. His best assassin, captured and thrown into a jail cell when she did nothing against the law.

"The King of Ecluid has accused them of supposedly harming Martel; we have contacted him and asked him to release the prisoners, yet he will not change his mind."

"Did you tell him that we suspect that Kratos Aurion is the guilty one?"

"Yes, sir, yet the king still doesn't reason with us. It is like he is possessed by a stubborn demon,"

"Keep asking him to release the prisoners, and if he doesn't, send someone to get them out,"

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"Cless," a voice whispered from outside Cless's cell. "Cless wake up, it's Chester, and I'm here to get you out."

"Ch… Chester?" Cless quickly got up; he must have dozed off earlier in the day.

"Yes, now come with me, and keep quiet," Chester unlocked Cless's cell. "Take this, I found it in the room outside of here, it looks a lot like your father's sword." Chester handed Cless the sword.

"It… it is my father's sword, thank you for getting it back from them. Now, how'd you find me?" Cless asked.

"The news of your capture has spread across lots of towns; everyone thinks you're the one who injured Martel. Now stop asking questions and hurry, it won't be long before they figure out that you're gone." Chester started for the door.

"Wait! We have to get Sheena out also," Cless said. He ran to Sheena's cell. "Sheena, wake up, my friend Chester is here to rescue us!"

"What?" Sheena leapt up and ran to the door of the cell. "He's gonna' get us out?"

"Yeah, now be quiet, we don't want to be heard," Cless replied and gestured for Chester to come to where he was.

"Fine, but she better not slow us down," Chester ran to Sheena's cell and unlocked the door with the set of keys that he stole from one of the guard's coats. "Follow me, and keep quiet."

Chester ran to the door leading to the soldier's barracks and slowly opened it. He tiptoed across the room and opened the room leading to the armory. "This is where we get out," he whispered. He opened the window. "There's a thick bush at the bottom that will break your fall."

"You expect me to jump out of a castle window?" Cless asked.

The footsteps of a night guard echoed off the walls. Every second the guard was getting closer and closer to them.

"Do you want to be caught again?" Chester asked. "Hurry or this guard will throw us all in jail!"

Cless looked at Sheena and Chester and climbed onto the edge of the window. "I'll see you at the bottom," he whispered, and then he jumped. The ground was coming closer and closer, the wind whistled through his ears, and then he hit the bush. Chester was right, the bush did stop his fall, but the branches tore at his clothing and scratched his arms and face. Chester and Sheena landed soon after him.

"Now follow me," Chester said. "We can take refuge in a hollowed out tree just north of here, then we can think about what we will do next."

As they ran off the castle alarm sounded behind them.