The castles dungeon lay buried below the village on the outskirts of the castles garden. Only the guards have access to light, and light is given as a privilege. The interior is stone and smells of mildew and deadly black mold.
Dungeon within a castle, Dungeon
assassin
the king
I rule over many people. I spend my days in leisure and comfort. I don't like people that I think are below me.
What are you doing in the Dungeon?  I came to see if my target is here. This makes for a good place to hide. Who are you targeting? Do i have to tell you sir. I like to keep my targets a secrete. Am I your target? No sir, i would be foolish to accept you as my target. How do I know if you're telling the truth? You aren;t dead sir. Not yet. WHy would i waste my time with this discussion than? Because I'm a very prominent figure in society. Lots of people love me and lots of people hate me and want me dead. Well you are a hard one to find.. i'll giove you that..