PENELOPE'S POV~
The entire place fell silent as I cautiously placed my hands on the head of the lifeless boy. Within moments, a vivid scene began to unfold before everyone's eyes like a play on a stage, unveiling the events that had transpired prior to the boy's untimely demise.
A faint image of a girl started to take shape, becoming clearer by the second. The scene revealed her stealthy movements as she navigated through the shadowy dungeon. Upon reaching the gate, she produced a mysterious liquid from her cloak, carefully pouring it onto the iron bars.
To the astonishment of all, the bars started melting away in a hissing cloud of smoke, as if they were made of nothing more than soft wax.
The suspense heightened as one of the guards happened upon the scene during his late-night patro
