~Ciel Trace~
The dark darkness of his underground prison cell infuriated the young wizard. Grabbing onto the moss-overgrown bars, he shook it in annoyance glaring at the guard on the other side. "
I am the king's advisor," Ciel said loudly, still attempting to remain courteous as he knew the guard had no say in his arrest, "
You must release me at once, otherwise the king will be under grave danger with the treacherous woman." The guard glanced at the wizard sympathetically, but shook his head declining any intention of aiding him. "
Are you saying you'll betray his highness?" Ciel questioned, his eyebrows furrowing in annoyance. The guard chose not to respond, merely looking away. The wizard sighed, and slumped back onto his hay cot. "
I wonder if you're doing alright Victor..." he muttered to himself, laying down.