196 Free Her

The jailer looked at the sparkling precious gems in the black velvet bag and scoffed. He tilted his head and started rotating the river stone paper weight on his table. "In my long career as the jailer of the dungeons of the Draka Kingdom, I have come across such instances a number of times." He glanced at the gems again. And there were a lot. It meant that the man in front of him wanted to bribe him for an important political prisoner. The Draka dungeons held many political prisoners but only very few were attracted to such hefty bribes.