The dungeon is filled with the same light of the enchanted torches. Cells line both walls and extend for what feels like miles. There are crates between each cell that store food and a change of clothes for the prisoners. You can hear trickles of water dropping in from the ceiling. It can be deafening at times.
Prisoners Cells, Dungeon
visitor
guard
I guard the castle.  I guard the king.  I would kill to protect the royal family.
what business do you have here I am here to visit my good friend the King.  Has he been well treated since the revolution? he has been treated as any prisoner, what business do you have with the King?   We have been friends since his days as a young prince, and it pains me to see him treated this way.  Has he even been charged with any crime by this so-called "Revolutionary council"?