The Kingdom Heir

Chapter 19: La Menace

Prince Sherlock Holmes

I realised that the warlock who was down in the dungeons had his clothes dirty with coal but I paid no mind to this after the trial... I knew something was off because the warlock was a messenger, he worked as a messenger but his clothes said otherwise... he had been currently down to a mine or maybe inside a cave which was pretty odd.

So I went down towards the dungeon's prison for answers I knew the warlock held. I was stopped however by the two guards who were guarding the prison, I had to knock them out with magic so they thought it was the warlock and not me and of course, I accomplish this by far length away. Once the guards were knocked out cold I went down the corridor and down the stairs into the cold humid prison where the warlock was being retained. 

At the end of the staircase, there was a long hallway 2030 meters exactly in which at both sides of the hallway there was a cell. In total, we had around one hundred cells and we had one isolated cell which was at the end of the hallway, that was the warlock's cell.

"Well well if it is the Prince in person what an honour!" The warlock mocked me as I came close to his cell and stopped right in front of him.

"You are the one responsible for the death of Lady Rachel" I declared looking at the warlock with scrutiny to look for human responses such as flinches or nervous acts but the warlock just grinned widely and began to clap

"You are right there princess, I did kill her... well sort of you see, she killed herself" The warlock said cheerfully and with a gleam in his eyes

"How?" I asked wanting to know how he killed her and with which ritual or course because that was not normal 

"That is your only question?" The warlock inquired as if he knew something else and as if he knew what I wanted to know

"Moriarty help you out of prison to commit such a crime?" I asked straight to the point

The warlock began laughing maniacally and looked at me with his eyes unfocused as if he were somewhere else.

"You are so naive! You think that the youngest of the Moriarty would help me?! After I incriminated him and tainted his name! Do not be such a fool!" The warlock laughed and exclaimed

"Then why did you try to incriminate him on the first place?" I asked frowning not understanding because the whole thing makes no sense whatever of the warlock revealed

"Distraction, I knew that the dear prince had a reputation and there were always rumours of him being a dark sorcerer but it is not true, however, I used this information to distract everyone and act and it worked perfectly now that Lady Rachel is dead my master will be pleased" The warlock informed me laughing maniacally and grinning like a mad man

"Who is your master then?" I questioned watching him intently as he sat down on a mound of straw

"I shall not say his name, I do not deserve to even know it" The warlock whisper solemnly as if it was a mantra which was pretty odd considering that he seemed to be having a breakdown

"Then answer me this warlock where you the one who brought the Manticore to our kingdom?" I asked trying to link all the past days' events

"Me? Ha ha, do not make me laugh Princess I did not. Someone else did with totally different goals" The warlock informed me and closed his eyes humming a nursery song

"Do you know who did?" I inquired walking closer towards the bars of the cell

"Am I going to be given something in exchange of information?" He asked with his eyes still closed and then resumed with the humming