Sam, Sorcs and Phyahi had arrived at Gandor, when they witnessed more of Lord Ragnar's knights walking around, something seriously had to be wrong for a lot of them to be here.

"What kind of trouble are Amelia, Ceada and Ruvean in?" Sorcs asked.

Sam shrugged before a hand grabbed him on the shoulder pulling him back a little, he turned around to see who it was to see a girl in a cloak, she was covering her face with something.

"Quickly, before they see you" Abigail whispered quietly as she stepped back into the alleyway where Sorcs, Phyahi and Sam followed.

Abigail watched as the knights walked passed ignoring the alley they were now just in, she removed her hood from her face.

"How did this happen?" Sam asked.

"I am not sure but I heard one of the guys saying in the tavern that a man delivered a message to the king about an assassination attempt on his life, they said the person said it was Amelia, Ruvean and Ceada" Abigail spoke quietly.

"That is ridiculous, why would Lord Ragnar think that?" Sorcs asked, how could the Lord have so little faith in them especially after everything Amelia has done for them?

"I am not sure but apparently there was proof which is hard to believe, Amelia speaks very highly of Lord Ragnar and would never cause him harm in anyway possible," Abigail replied.

Phyahi snickered at Abigail's words, he knew that mages couldn't be trusted and this proved it, "We've heard that before, I knew she was never good enough to be one of us."

Sam and Sorcs stared at him before shaking their heads, they turned their attention back towards Abigail.

"Follow me, I'll take you to the dudgeon they are in," She said before heading out of the alley way.

Silence filled them as they walked through the alley ways to get to the eastern side of the island, Abigail made sure to keep her hood up so no one realised it was her, she couldn't have it especially at the moment with what is going on. They stood in front of the entrance to the dungeon.

Abigail held out her hands before whispering, "

Eldur í ljósi, eldur að björtu, hjálpa mér að sjá, hjálpa mér að finna þá inni

." Fire began to light in her hands, Sorcs and Sam watched in awe, they've only seen Amelia use her spells and no one else, it was amazing to witness someone else use them.

A grand broken statue in a grim woods marks the entrance to this dungeon. Beyond the broken statue lies a massive, dark room. It's covered in rat droppings, dirt and remains. The fire on Abigail's hands allows them to see the remnants of a pillaged burial chamber, busted and taken by time itself.

Further ahead are three paths, "Which one do we take?" Sam asked in a hush tone.

"This way" Abigail pointed to the left, Its twisted trail leads passed broken and pillaged tombs and soon you enter a dank area. There's a demolished door with a sign that says "

don't open

."

"What happened in this place?" Sorcs asked, he was so curious as to how this happened, "Don't they use it anymore?"

Abigail shook her head, "No I didn't think no one used it until they took Amelia, Ruvean and Ceada away. A lot of bad things happened in here."

They continue onwards, deeper into the dungeon's shadows, they pass many rooms and passages, each leading to who knows where or to what. Abigail heard stories when she was young of a monster living in some part of the dungeon, she thought it was to keep children out, but seeing how it was now made her feel otherwise.

They eventually make it to what is likely the final room. A big wooden door blocks their path. Various odd symbols are all over it, somehow untouched by time and the elements. Abigail stepped closer to inspect it and she heard something coming from the inside, something she has heard before.

Screams filled the room, the screams of Amelia rose through the walls, "Is that Amelia?" Sorcs asked in shock. "What are they doing to her?"

Abigail had no idea what until she thought of something, "

Leyfđu mér ađ sjá hvađ getur ekki veriđ viđ ūessar dyr. Leyfðu mér og gestum mínum að jafna sig á veggnum, eins og fluga

."

Instantly the four of them peered inside the walls witnessing something Abigail didn't think she would see especially now, her fly eyes widened as she saw the priest Max with his hands on Amelia's chest mumbling something. She looked to her left to see Ruvean and Ceada tied against the walls, she could see Ruvean struggling to get out of the shackles, to run over towards Amelia but he couldn't, the pain in his eyes she could feel.

Amelia screamed out loud as pain riddled her body, she could hardly breath. She was sweaty and hot, she began to slump forward onto Max, "Third time is the charm, am I right?" He chuckled.

Blood streamed down from her ears as Max kept mumbling, "

taka líf hennar, hjarta hennar þarf að breyta, lýða

."

"Amelia don't give in, fight this!" Ruvean screamed out, only for the door to begin opening.

Max couldn't finish in time to stop when he was pulled away from Amelia, "What are you doing? Did you not hear Lord Ragnar? No harm shall come to any of them until he gets here and decides what to do. Let Ruvean and Ceada down now, we need a doctor in here now!" The guard man Apollo shouted.

The two guards behind him and nodded and ran to get a doctor while he unshackled Ruvean and Ceada, he fell to his knees before crawling over to Amelia, "Amelia... Amelia... wake up" he gently shook her. Abigail stopped the spell shortly after Max and the guard had left.

"What was that?" Sam asked, he wanted to go in there to save them.

"That was the priest trying to kill Amelia and this time he almost succeeded. We are lucky the guard came in when he did. We need to get in there quickly, so you can prove to Lord Ragnar that they are innocent," Abigail said.

Sam and Sorcs nodded before stepping inside with Abigail following behind, the three of them rushed over to Ruvean and Amelia.

"Abigail... why isn't she waking up?" Ruvean asked as tears welled in her eyes.

Abigail shushed him quietly before gently soothing Amelia's hair back noticing her pale skin. Sam pulled Ruvean in for a short hug before he felt something in his jacket.

"What's in your pocket?" Sam asked.

He frowned, "My pocket... what?" he asked before feeling his jacket.

He frowned before pulling it out to see a scroll, Sam took it from his hands before opening it reading it, his mouth dropped.

"Do you know what this is?" Sam asked him.

"No what is it?" He asked.

"It will grant your trust again by Lord Ragnar, we must show this too him. Sorcs carry Amelia back. alert the guards of what we have found," Sam ordered Sorcs nodded and gently picked up Amelia.