Zeke blinked before nodding. *staying? Here?*

He frowns, "Of course not. This is the first place he'll look. We will be heading to a pack."

She nods. " which pack? "

"There is a southern pack that I'm close with, they are aware of our situation and have offered to house us until this all settles down or until he is killed."

" when will we be leaving? "

*and what about the prisoners?*

He looks to the doors, hearing the soft sound of horses. "Right now."

He looks back at the dungeon door, "They will be guarded till we return."

She nods again.

Zeke nodded nervously.

"Our things have already been taken down there so no need to worry." He says as a maid rushes over, whispering in his ear. He frowns, nodding. She nods before rushing away. He mutters something under his breath as he heads over to the door and opens it, outside a black carriage with black horses was waiting. Two guards were in front, one young boy was holding the door open for them, his head lowered.