The Girl in Cell 3 (Triple Witching Hour)

Every day SABLE talks to her knight in shining armor, EREN. She says sweet words, tugging at his heart, hoping to steal it. But there is always a barrier between them - a prison cell door. EREN has struck a deal: keep her locked up and his little brother will be out of harms way.

Her cell is inescapable and her placement on death row rises fast. She aims to seduce him and have him break her out. But when truths and lies become one, can she deceive his heart without breaking her own?


25. Chapter 24 - Eren

After his shift had ended, Eren returned home. He always enjoyed the walk back; the birds were still asleep, the marketplace was empty, the streets deserted. It was a surreal sight that only very few people knew of. It made the King’s Pride look like a different world—a lonely place where there was no king and an eerie silence ruled. 

He took a deep breath. The air was cool and fresh. It carried the scent of freshly cut grass with a hint of autumn. In a few hours this air would be filled with the yelling of merchants, the smell of horse manure and screaming children. It was the side of King’s Pride that most people knew and Eren was glad that he did not have to face it everyday. This strange undisturbed peace suited him well enough. 

He opened the door to his hut, expecting Kolin to greet him, but the same eerie silence met him. Something was wrong. 

He entered Kolin’s room and found the boy lying on the straw mattress. His face was gaunt, his cheeks sunken, his arm thin. 

His sickness hadn’t gotten before—no, it had become worse. 

“Kolin!” Eren exclaimed and rushed to his side. The boy had not moved since Eren had left him before work. At the bedside, a bowl of porridge lay untouched. The straw bed was soaked in his sweat; his fever bad not subsided. 

Kolin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze unfocused. He smiled weakly. He tried to speak, but only a dry gurgle escaped his throat. 

Eren had seen faces like his before. This was the face of a man whose body had succumbed to illness and could not fight back anymore. His heart beat fast, his mind blank. What to do? What to do? 

Eren got up, went to the well to draw water, and slowly fed it to Kolin. The boy coughed up most of the water, but managed to swallow a little. A whisper of life returned to his face. 

“I’m sorry.” His voice was so faint that the morning silence almost overwhelmed it. 

“Hush now...,” Eren breathed. What to do? 

Right, a doctor. 

“Stay here, Kolin,” Eren said. “I will find you a doctor.” 

Before Kolin could protest, he was out of the hut and racing to the heart of King’s Pride. 

For once, Eren was glad that his new uniform caused other people to treat him differently; doctors who were annoyed at being awoken before the sun changed their tune when they saw the golden lion insignia on his chest armor. Normally Eren would have felt guilty about making such demands of people, but in this moment, he didn’t care. 

Using the strength of his post as Senior Officer, he dragged the doctor to his hut and had him examine Kolin. 

After an hour of examination, the doctor could only shake his head. Eren was told to prepare for the inevitable. Kolin was going to die. 

Eren reacted with such fury that the doctor almost ran out of the hut. No! He could not accept this. It could not end like this. 

Until the late afternoon, Eren bought one doctor after the other. He found monks and priests who knew a bit of medicine. He begged nuns to have a look at his brother. 

They all came to the same conclusion: the boy was beyond saving. 

“There are too many diseases that are beyond our realm of knowledge,” a nun told him. “His symptoms have ravaged him. If his body still had the strength to fight back, then maybe we could help him...but now...” 

After Eren had chased the last nun out of the hut, he stood by Kolin’s bedside and sunk into a pile of misery. He mumbled incomprehensible words, panic and despair tearing his gut apart. 

“Eren,” Kolin whispered and put a feeble hand on top of his head. “It’s all right. I won’t die so easily.” 

Eren looked up and saw that there wasn’t the slightest trace of fear on the boy’s face. His slight smile was almost serene, as though part of him had already moved on to the next world. 

“Go to work,” Kolin said. “You must guard the witches.” 

Eren took a breath and stood. 




A/N: My favorite book: All The Light We Cannot See 


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