#Chapter 176: The prisoner

NOLAN The prince’s footsteps echoed down the stone chamber as he descended the stairs of the underground prison where his brother was being held. Nolan made his way down, down, down three flights of stairs, passing through caged security checkpoints at every floor. Each one was attended by at least two prison guards who shuffled Nolan in through one door, locked it behind him, then unlocked the second door to let him out the other side. Down he went, finally, down one more flight of spiral stairs. And there at the bottom landing, Nolan looked down a long corridor and saw Adan for the first time since their fight on the mountain. He was leaning against the back wall of his cell with his arms crossed over his chest. “You come here to gloat?” Adan called out. His deep, familiar voice carried, bouncing off the stone walls and vibrating into the cold, damp air. “Not really my style.” Nolan slipped his hands into his pockets and slowed his pace as he neared the tightly crosshatch