Forty-six days.
Baron Sunderland sat quietly on his single bed, facing the wall, counting the notches on the wall from beginning to end, and then from end to beginning.
He had been in this cell for forty-six days.
As a member of the southern aristocrats who had raised arms in response to Count Hosman, he knew he was quite fortunate. Due to his low rank, he was not eligible to be near Count Hosman's troops, thus narrowly escaping the bombardment at Broken Stone Ridge. Later, again due to his low status, he was left behind far by the main forces during his escape, resulting in him being one of the first nobles captured by the Cecil Clan, thus avoiding the ordeal of fleeing day and night in the wilderness.
But he didn't know how long this "luck" would last.
