[She knew that she was still Garlemald's most wanted after the Ghimlyt Dark, and she let her guard down anyway. All it took was one night out on the town, something slipped into her drink, and here she is. In a prison cell in Castrum Abania.]
[Rose has no idea how long she's been in here. It feels like years, although more than likely it's been merely days. There's little she can do to keep track of time; the only lights for the cell are from the nearby hallway, and there is no sun to be seen.]
[The flurry of memories she has since being thrown here are beginning to blur together. She remembers a lot of shouting, a few interrogations, and then silence. There were tears, too, much more than she'd like to admit. She is, at the heart of all this, scared, and Rose has no idea what will happen next. Will they ship her off to Garlemald proper, or simply do away with her here?]
[Sleep comes to her in waves, and she finds herself plagued by questions. Has anyone noticed she’s gone? Have they put together a search party? If they did, would they get here in time? How would Alphinaud and Alisaie react if they awoke from their slumber and found that Rose had been killed?]
[Amidst tossing and turning, she hears a noise near the door. A tall Au Ra stands in the center, the guards who have been assigned to her at his feet. Finally. She might have a way out of this after all.]
/crashes into this at light speed
[She knew that she was still Garlemald's most wanted after the Ghimlyt Dark, and she let her guard down anyway. All it took was one night out on the town, something slipped into her drink, and here she is. In a prison cell in Castrum Abania.]
[Rose has no idea how long she's been in here. It feels like years, although more than likely it's been merely days. There's little she can do to keep track of time; the only lights for the cell are from the nearby hallway, and there is no sun to be seen.]
[The flurry of memories she has since being thrown here are beginning to blur together. She remembers a lot of shouting, a few interrogations, and then silence. There were tears, too, much more than she'd like to admit. She is, at the heart of all this, scared, and Rose has no idea what will happen next. Will they ship her off to Garlemald proper, or simply do away with her here?]
[Sleep comes to her in waves, and she finds herself plagued by questions. Has anyone noticed she’s gone? Have they put together a search party? If they did, would they get here in time? How would Alphinaud and Alisaie react if they awoke from their slumber and found that Rose had been killed?]
[Amidst tossing and turning, she hears a noise near the door. A tall Au Ra stands in the center, the guards who have been assigned to her at his feet. Finally. She might have a way out of this after all.]
Yes. I take it you’ve been sent to rescue me?