"It was a rumor I heard when I was a child," Leon murmured. "Over time, it faded into obscurity. But now, I believe there might be some truth to it."
Then after a brief pause, he continued, "As Crown Prince, I can grant you access to the deepest part of the prison. However, we must go at night."
Radulf studied him intently. "Why have you never tried to enter on your own?" he questioned.
"Because I never had a reason to," he admitted. "And for years, I dismissed it as nothing more than a baseless rumor, until now. So, will you come at midnight?"
Radulf didn't hesitate before responding. "I will."
"Good," Leon nodded. "But be cautious. Bring suppressants to mask your dominant alpha pheromones. If your presence is detected, it'll raise suspicion. The palace has a different level of security. One mistake, and we'll both be caught."
Radulf's lips pressed into a thin line. "I understand."
