ALTERNATIVE

64.Adronitis

"She is my cousin. She is my best friend, the sister I never had, and my classmate too. We were together from childhood. She stood with me through all the problems I face. She is a lovable person, fun to be with. If you will meet her, you'll love her. I'm sure." Zephyr said dreamingly. Char noticed that tightness had disappeared from her chest. She was utterly relieved. That is strange, isn't it?

"She is our informer at the Walls. It is quite a service she does. She is passing us information. She is the reason why we are able to steal, no, borrow the information whenever we want. But I have say; she is playing with her own life. They will kill her if they find anything." Éclat sighed. The frost of realization hit her all of a sudden, piercing through her bones to her heart and head. She judged people with her own emotions. She received more affection than she deserve. First her father, then Zephyr, now Shimmer. She lost her conscience to her sentiments. She was blind, inhibited. She shivered in the chill of realization.

 "Are you alright?" Zephyr asked with concern. Char frowned.

"You are sweating. Are you alright?" Zephyr asked again. Char ran her fingers through her forehead, which was wet with drops of sweat.

"I'm good. I wanted to ask you something. You told earlier in the HQ that I was the first one to break out of Dungeon. How can that be possible? Den was a prisoner at large, wasn't he? He managed to escape, didn't he?" Char fumed.

"Exactly. Den escaped. But did not open the cell himself. The personals did it. He starved for a long time. Then he grew weak, very weak. He was barely alive. Then he used Juliet & Romeo. It is drug that will make you appear dead. Your temperature will be very low, your heartbeat will be slow and undetectable, and you won't be seen breathing. His android gave off the information that he is dead and the personals couldn't find him otherwise. So they handed over his body to his wife. She knew he wasn't dead because she was the one who made the drug. She took him here and told the Castle that she had moved his body to the Pit. Thus he escaped." Zephyr elaborated.

"Are you and Dulcet really close?" that question slipped out of Zephyr's mouth and caught Char off guard.

"Yeah. No. I mean we are very good friends. I, Force, Dulcet and Gray, we were a group and friends. Dulcet and Gray do not get along very well.Dulcet is too cautious around Gray while Gray do not trust Dulcet completely. Force and Dulcet get along very well and I am more comfortable with Dulcet. He was always around when I was in trouble. He like a sibling I never had." Char chirped. Zephyr muttered something inaudible and signed in relief.

"Did you say something?" Char frowned.

"No. Absolutely nothing." Zephyr shrugged and looked away and grinned thinking that Char did not notice.

Hours flew by as one after another the refugees in Covert called their loved once and bid a final goodbye.

"That is enough. We do not have anymore time to waste." Éclat shouted, grabbing everyone's attention and cutting short the call that the final person was making.