A bucket of icy water was thrown over the captured assassin, sending his head snapping backward as the guards forced his eyes open.
He coughed violently, gasping for breath while water streamed down his face and soaked his clothes. As his vision cleared, he looked around the dim dungeon, his eyes settling on the unfamiliar faces surrounding him.
Instinctively he struggled against his restraints, only to realize that his wrists and ankles had been bound tightly to the chair. Even his mouth had been gagged, leaving him with no way to speak.
"Remove the gag," Cedric instructed the guard standing nearby.
The guard stepped forward without delay and untied the cloth from the man's mouth.
The very moment he was freed, the assassin spat onto the floor at Cedric's feet.
Cedric merely lowered his eyes to the saliva before lifting them again, his expression remaining as composed as ever. "Who are you, and who sent you?" he asked calmly.
