Chapter 509 (1/2)

The dungeon of the palace was a childhood night naturally ca down the stone steps

He started to search his memories and soon found the reason for this fear

One day, Timothy invited Gerald, Garcia and little Roland to explore the baseether The 12-year-old Roland had been so excited to finally get the chance to join their inner circle but had never expected ould happen next Tiuards, locked Ronald into a jail cell and left with the other two kids while laughing

Little Roland was left alone in the dark roo cries he occasionally heard throughout the hall A guard had once told hiround world beneath the palace His teeth chattered with fright but he had not dared to cry out loud since he had been afraid of attracting the ghosts to him At last, he huddled up in a corner, held his knees and pressed his face against the uncontrollably When Timothy, Gerald and Garcia returned to check how terrible he was, his face had been covered with his snot

After that, Prince Roland had been too frightened to step back into the basement of the palace

Roland now understood that the wails and shrills did not co questioned and tortured in the basement The jail could not hold many prisoners which explained why little Roland had only been able to hear them every now and then

Roland met Timothy Wimbledon in a small cell on the bottom floor of the basement Compared with the jails in the Outer and Inner City, the place was pretty good At least, it was dry and clean, without rats, cockroaches or stinky smells This was the exact cell where the little Roland had been locked into and cried for an entire night

Ironically, now Ti unexpected noises, Tiainst the wall, opened his eyes and saw Roland

This brother, that Prince Roland had feared the most in the past, looked almost the same as before Like all the other descendants of the Wiray-haired He resembled his father in appearance in that he wore short curly hair and had his father's nose and handso, narrow eyestorchlight

Prince Roland had never dared to look into his brother's eyes before, but now, Tier

They looked at each other for a while during which nothing could be heard except the burning sounds of torches Finally, Tiave up trying to overwhelressive attitude, for he found that it was useless now The look in Tied, and somehow he seemed to be terrified

”Who the hell are you?” Timothy broke the silence

His dry, emotional voice reverberated in the basement, from which Roland could easily tell that his brother was scared Compared with Tilly, Timothy had had more interactions with Prince Roland and contributed a lot to his previous annoying and fickle behaviors He felt that it was natural for Timothy, who had known Prince Roland quite well in the past, to spot so different in Ronald now and ask that question