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?


55. Chapter 54 - Reinhard

One of the first things Reinhard had learned upon his promotion to Commanding Officer was that he should never let subordinates see doubt on his face. Even if he was handed bad news from the front line, he should simply thank the messenger for the information with a stern look on his face and avoid any indication that there might be some real trouble. This helped maintain morale in the army and also prevented rumors from trickling down the command chain. 

High Commander Bloodhorne had taught him that on the first day and he had never forgotten this lesson. “A commanding officer can only let worry show when he is with superiors or when he is alone.” 

And right now, Reinhard was sitting alone in his office, brooding over the message that Zofia had engraved in his hands. 

“Get rid of Svenja,” he breathed out. What to do?

On the surface, it seemed like an easy decision to make. If Zofia did not want Svenja in her cell anymore, then he could simply feed her to the Champion of Light and be done with it. There would be no body to deal with. 

But in recent weeks, Zofia had become very selective about the diet that the Champion of Light was allowed to feed on. That was why so many of the witches were kept in their cells while she contemplated the optimal menu for maximum results. 

If Svenja could not be fed to the Champion of Light, then how to get rid of her? Simply killing her felt like an enormous waste. Capturing a witch took an enormous amount of effort and secrecy; everything from making sure that the knights kept their silence to transporting the witch into King’s Pride without anyone noticing was hard work. 

Reinhard did not want to kill her. It would be too much of a waste. No, he did not have to kill her. Zofia had simply instructed to get rid of her. If she wanted Svenja dead, then she would have said so explicitly. 

But why would she want to get rid of Svenja? There was no reason unless—

Reinhard scratched his chin. Unless Zofia had reason to suspect that Svenja was a flight risk. If that was the case, then the solution was simple. 

Most prison escape plans relied on the environment of a specific cell and the help and trust of cellmates. The easiest way to thwart any escape plan was to transfer the prisoner into solitary confinement. Take away the environment and cellmates and the plan was destroyed. 

Good, he thought with satisfaction. He would arranger her transfer today. 

There was a knock on the door. “Come in,” Reinhard said. 

The door opened. It was Marcus. 

“Sir, you told me to come to your office before my shift started.” 

“Yes, please, sit down. I’d like to play a game of chess with you. It is so rare to find someone in the army who is dedicated to such a game.” 

He watched Marcus set up the board on his desk. This was the boy who played chess with Svenja. Had the witch managed to seduce him? Was he thinking about breaking her out? Perhaps there was a traitor sitting in his office right now. 

Reinhard knew how easy it can be to fall in love with a witch. After all, he himself had given in. 

Men always had an attraction towards that which was forbidden — especially if there was a woman involved. 

They began to play. Reinhard had the first move. 

“So tell me,” he said as he moved his pawn, “how do you find your work here?” 

They eyes met for a flicker, then Marcus made his opening move. 

“The work is fine,” Marcus said. “Guarding the witches was a frightening task at first, but with the handcuffs on, they are harmless.” 

“Harmless indeed,” Reinhard said. He moved his Knight. “I hear there are conversations going on down there.” 

There was a moment of tension on Marcus’ face, then he shrugged. “It is quiet down there,” he said. “Even in normal prisons, it isn’t uncommon for the guards and prisoners to talk to each other.” 

“That is very true,” Reinhard said. “Have you found out anything interesting?” 

Marcus scratched his chin and appeared thoughtful. Although it was impossible to guess what he was thinking about. “Nothing that we don’t already know.”

“I heard that you have been playing chess with one of the witches.” 


“Is she a good player?” 

“No, she hasn’t won a single game against me; witches aren’t very good at this game.” 

“As expected.”

Reinhard made his move. Marcus made his. 

“Checkmate,” he said. 

Reinhard stared at the board. He had lost. He couldn’t believe it. 

“I have a special order for you,” Reinhard said. 

Marcus stood at attention. 

“At ease.” 

Marcus sat down again. Reinhard handed him a scroll. Marcus opened it and read it. 

“I want to transfer Svenja in cell one to a solitary cell in the upper prison,” Reinhard said. “You will be responsible for transporting her there.” 



A/N: And this is Sunday’s chapter! See you in the comments :) 


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