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?

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47. Chapter 46 - Eren

After they were done drinking, Reinhard returned to the barracks and Eren began to make his way home. On his way back, he decided to go to the marketplace — a bustling bubble in the middle of King’s Pride. A plaza crowded with countless stalls and scents, filled with languages from every corner of every known kingdom and every merchant tried to outsell the other. The marketplace was where people gathered and anything of value could be exchanged for coin — or whatever else one desired. 


“Hear me, hear me!” a merchant cried. “These potions from across the Sea will cure your eyesight! One cup a day will cure your eyes! Hear me! Hear me!” 


Eren chuckled. That was a rather smart sales strategy. One cup a day meant that the costumer had to come back to buy more; and if the costumer claimed that it didn’t work, then the merchant could say that the costumer didn’t drink enough, prompting the costumer to buy even more. 


He continued to walk along and saw a young man in uniform with the same roaring lion head on his chests as his own. He was of a lower rank, and yet Eren found himself envying him. This young man held the hand of a barmaid he used to pass by on his way to the barracks. 


Eren stopped and starred at them for a moment. 


“No matter where you go, no matter how far you run — I will find you and I will kill you.”


“…”


To hold hands with a witch. No, that was impossible. A witch would burn his hands off and he would rather cut her hand off. 


“Eren Galloway.” 


Eren stopped. Who had said his name? He turned and saw a hunchback. He blinked. Where had he seen this hunchback before?


...right -


The pharmacy. 


“Turn around and keep walking.” 


Eren felt something sharp prod into his leg. 


“You can’t hurt me in a crowded place like this,” Eren said. 


“I’m not here to hurt you, I’m here to collect payment.” 


Eren walked with the hunchback behind him. 


The hunchback continued to speak. “You still haven’t given me the payment for the medicine for your brother Kolin,” he said. “What is the Champion of Light?” 


Eren swallowed. Right after Kolin had gotten better, there were so many things going on at the barracks that he forgot about the demand the hunchback had made: find out what the Champion of Light was. 


“I’ve found out some things about the Champion of Light,” Eren said. “But I still haven’t gotten the details.”


“Tell me what you know now.” 


Eren took a sharp breath. He opened his mouth to answer, but then closed it again. An idea flashed in his mind. 


“The Champion of Light is a weapon that will be used to break the balance of power at the front lines,” he said. 


“Very interesting.” 


“I don’t know exactly what kind of weapon it is, but I know who and what is creating it.” 


“Go on.” 


“The idea for the Champion of Light was created about five years ago by a priestess at the Church of Valor. Her name is Zofia.” 


“That is very interesting.” 


“If you help me find out more about Zofia, I can use that information to find out more about the Champion of Light at the barracks.” 


“...” 


Eren turned around and saw that the hunchback was gone. He let out a breath of relief. The hunchback hadn’t said no, which meant that he likely had agreed. This way, if Reinhard wouldn’t give him more information on Zofia, then he could use this hunchback’s network to find out more. 


He continued on and visited Grandma Morai’s stall. He bought five apples. She gave him the fruits  with quiet demeanor, as though she was in deep contemplation. 


“Is something wrong?” Eren asked. 


The old woman let out a tired sigh. 


“Today is Tom’s birthday.” 


“Oh...” Eren knew what this meant. Tom was Grandma Morai’s only son — and he had died when the village was attacked by witches. 


“He would have been just a little younger than you if he had survived,” she said. “Do you still remember the attack?” 


“How can I forget,” Eren said. “They destroyed everything and no one knows why.”


“The witches were laughing,” she said. “I can still hear it when I sleep. They didn’t attack for any particular reason, I think. They attacked us because they were bored.” 


Eren stared at the ground, a frown on his brows. Attack a village for entertainment? He clenched his hands into fists. His lips quivered. 


“But it’s no use thinking about the past,” Grandma Morai sighed. She put her hands behind her back and turned to Eren. “The front line is not doing too well is it? If I had to guess, our troops are retreating.” 


“W-what?” Eren stammered. “How do you know that?” 


Grandma Morai smiled knowingly. “Boy, I am too old and I have seen too many things. And no matter where you go, the signs of a war gone bad are the same.” She stopped and looked up at the sky, gazing into memories he could not see. 


Eren waited for her to continue. 


“Whenever a war goes bad, merchants are always the first to find out. Do you know why?” 


Eren shook his head. 


Grandma Morai snickered. “Because we merchants source from the same supply lines as the King’s Pride army. If the enemy has advanced into our territory, then certain supply lines will be cut off. If the troops are starving, then we merchants have a harder time finding high quality produce for sale. If the offensive is too much of a burden on the army, the supply lines will demand more resources and we merchants see certain goods disappear. When the campaign goes on longer than planned and into the winter, we merchants are the first to find out about an increase in fur prices.” 


Eren was impressed. He had no idea that the actions of the army could be read with such ease.


“People say that the war isn’t going well,” Grandma Morai continued. “But they say that this will change soon.” 


“Who says that this will change soon?” 


She shrugged. “People whisper here and there. They whisper that the Church of Valor will use the strength of the Word of Light to defeat the enemy.” 


She nodded at a preacher and a throng of followers some stalls away. 


“I’ll go talk to him,” Eren said.

 

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A/N: And this is chapter 46! Thank you for reading :) 

 

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