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?


62. Chapter 61 - Eren

Eren watched Reinhard storm off. He grimaced. It was the first time he had gone against a superior and the first time he had betrayed a friend — and Reinhard was his oldest friend. He then looked at Zofia; her eyes burned with fiery anger, her slim shoulders shaking with humiliation. Eren was sure that she wanted to kill him, but he was also sure that she was a smart witch — otherwise she’d never have managed to worm herself into the inner workings of the Church. Right now was a bad time for her to make any moves — combat or otherwise. The corridor was narrow and there was only one escape route. There were too many guards whom she wasn’t acquainted with, too many knights in and outside the barracks and no plan in place. Any sudden moves would result in a bloodshed with no guarantee that she would survive. 

“Move,” he said without emotion and pulled Zofia out of the cell. He slammed the door shut and locked it. 

For the first time in a long time, he met Sable’s eyes. He swallowed. The last time they had talked, she had sworn to hunt him for the rest of her life. He had taken Alisa away from her and now Zofia. He wondered what kind of death she wanted to give him. 

“Where are you taking her?” she asked. Her voice was even and calm. Like the air on a winter morning. 

Eren said nothing. 


Sable got up and clutched the metal bars of the cell door. “I will find you,” she whispered, “and when I do, there will be no mercy.” 

Eren looked away. He pulled his lips downwards. It would be so easy to say that he was doing this for her sake. That Zofia was a traitor and cared for no one but herself. That this was better for everyone. 

But he said nothing. He had broken his bonds with Reinhard, but he still owed loyalty to King’s Pride, to the barracks, to his fellow knights and soldiers. He owed nothing to witches — save the one right before him. He owed her a life. 

“Move it,” Eren repeated and pulled Zofia away. 

She complied with grudging steps. 

He pushed her out of the corridor, out the door and up the stairs.

“You are making a mistake,” Zofia said. “What do you think will happen, hm? Do you really think you can get rid of me like that?” She turned her head and her grin sent chills down Eren’s spine — but he remained expressionless. She licked her lips. “You are nothing but a little officer; do you honestly think you can survive what is to come? Without anyone protecting you? The front line is hungry, after all.” 

Now she will say it, Eren thought. After making her threats, she will offer him a deal — let me go and none of the things I said will happen. All will be forgiven. Except there wasn’t the faintest spark of mercy in her eyes. And she did not offer a deal. She continued up the stairs with the dignity of a lady, as though she were ascending to a throne rather than getting expelled. 

They reached the entrance. Eren pushed her out. For a moment, Zofia stood there with her back turned to him. She took a deep breath, seemingly enjoying the sunlight and fresh air. With her hands clasped behind her back, she turned to him. “I’m sure this is the last time I will see you. Reinhard will have the appropriate punishment prepared.”  

Eren closed the door. 




For the rest of the day, Eren waited for the consequences. He waited for Reinhard to call him to his office, for a notice of dishonorable discharge or perhaps a court martial. 

But none of those things happened. Which worried Eren. This meant that whatever Reinhard had planned for him, it was outside his scope of predictions. 

The remainder of his shift was tense. He could feel that the witches knew that something was going on. Zofia was the second witch in the span of less than week to be taken away. Something was wrong. 

Every time he walked past Sable’s cell, he could feel her green gaze on him. Her hate pierced his back, the heat of her burning anger penetrating his armor. 

There were many things he wanted to say, but he remained silent. He owed her a life — not the truth. 

Even when his shift was done, there was no notice from Reinhard. Which was even disconcerting. What was his superior scheming? 

He escaped the barracks, walked past the market, greeted Grandma Morai — how was your day, supply lines are even tougher now, three apples please — and reached the outskirts of the city. 

He opened the door. 

“Kolin?” he called out. 


A/N: who has betrayed whom? What do you think? 



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