The Moon & The Morningstar: 7 Deadly Sins

CH 75: High-Jacking the Evidence

PHANA'S POV

Soooo, the dungeon isn't as bad as I thought it would be.

Although I'm not sure you'd call this a dungeon actually. It not dark or dank. It's not dirty or rat infested. Hell, as I look around, I can't find even a speck of dust on any of the surfaces. I think this place would more accurately be called a jail cell or maybe a holding tank. It doesn't really matter what this place is called though, because it accomplishes the same job whether it's a dungeon, a jail, a prison or a holding cell. It keeps me locked up and away from Yo.

Surprisingly, it's well-lit down here and warm. I'm surrounded by three perfectly white walls and the fourth wall is made of metals bars, also painted white. There is a relatively comfortable bed with a pillow and blanket on the back wall. The left wall houses a small table/desk with a chair and the right wall has a restroom area partially hidden by a short half wall. Which I will totally not be using by the way, because pee time is me time and I need way more privacy than that thing had to offer.

Beyond cleanliness, I'm thankful for one thing: there are no other prisoners down except me. I have to admit, as soon as the King told his men to bring me down here, Beam's words flooded into my mind. I actually started to panic a little thinking about what was going to happen to me. At least I did until after passing empty cell after empty cell and realizing I was the only person down here. I'm totally going to kick that bastard's ass when I see him again. He had me completely freaking out that I was going to end up as someone's prison bitch.

At first, I'd paced around the small room trying to act tough, but since it seemed like no one was paying attention to me, I finally gave up and sat down on the bed. It feels like I've been here for days, but after taking a look at my watch, I see it's only been a couple of hours. Nothing bad has happened so far, although I can't help thinking sarcastically that maybe this is a form of torture in itself. Maybe they're trying to bore me to death.

Missing Yo, I lean my head back against the wall and release a heavy sigh. He'd warned me, he wouldn't be able to communicate telepathically with me down here. He said something about the barrier around Hell restricting his angelic powers. I didn't think it would be a big deal or more accurately I thought it would be a nice break from him being able to read me. That was until I got down here though, then my thinking changed.

I didn't realize how much of a normal part of my daily life it had become to hear his voice in my head. Now, down here by myself, I feel even more lonesome and alone without him. I miss his excited yammering when something interesting happens and he just can't wait until he sees me to tell me about it. I miss the private jokes and flirting we share without others knowing. And I miss having his soft giggles roll through my head when I think something that amuses him. Fuck! I just miss him.

Sitting here all alone I can't help but wonder what Yo is doing now. Looking at my watch again, I see that it's almost 1pm. The meeting between the King and Ming's grandfather should be starting any time now. The information that comes out during the meeting should corroborate my story. Hopefully, that means I'll be released and reunited with Yo after that meeting is over.

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WAYO'S POV

Mom and I stayed in the sitting room for the rest of the morning. We snuggled on the couch bad-mouthing dad and talking. She asked so many embarrassing questions about mine and Pha's relationship, I was kind of glad he wasn't here with me. We kept track of the time though.

When it was about 10 minutes before Uncle's meeting with Father, we left our sanctuary and entered the throne room, taking our seats on the dais. Mom is on dad's left and I'm on his right. After positioning ourselves at the head of the currently empty room, we waited for Father and Uncle to arrive.