A/N: I am poop in drawing so for now this what Sanzo looks like but in armor. If anyone has great art skills and would like to draw him for me message me and in return I will gladly write a story for you!

Cendra POV:

The first thing I feel is damp stone. I grab the back of my head in pain. That ass probably threw me in here. I slowly prop myself up on my elbows and hear the clinking sound of chains. My eyes widen before I look at my wrists: chained up close to the wall. Even my ankles are chained up together. I start scanning the area. It's a dungeon alright; two guards with the King's emblem are patrolling the cells.

"Cendra?" My ears perk up at the familiar voice.

"Dreil? Dreil!" I try to run up to him but with my ankle restraints I didn't get far before I tumbled and scraped my elbow on the stone floor.

"Shit...Dreil what happened?!"

"We were practicing when we blacked out. I woke up here."

"Where are the twins?"

"I don't know. I woke up here alone. I should have sensed him. When I noticed he was there it was too late. It's all my fault-"

"No it isn't. I shouldn't have left you all out in the open. I knew you still needed to work on that and I still had you three outside. I was careless Dreil. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize sis, we'll figure a way out."

"And go where? They know where we live, we don't know where the twins are, and we haven't eaten since yesterday morning." I finished, hanging my head low in disappointment. How could I have been so stupid? I knew better than to leave them out in the open, especially practicing Nolja! No peasant is supposed to know how to defend themselves. Everyone thinks they're idiots waiting to be captured or killed.

I pick my head up as I hear footsteps and two male voices.

"Is this the one?" A young male said, his voice soft yet strict.

"Yup, this here's the bitch." Said an older man, with a voice like that who probably smokes. Soon enough I hear the jingle of keys. In my cell walks a man about my age. He has caramel brown hair in a short wavy fashion. His cognac brown eyes glistened in the rays of sunshine that seeped through the barred windows.

"You ready for your judgement?" He said sternly, yet calmly.

"You mean my death? Yeah sure why not." I said sarcastically.

"You can still win your case you know."

"I highly doubt it but oh well."

He seemed nicer than the other guards, as if he actually cared. But a dog's a dog. He hoisted me up and unlocked the cuffs from my feet to let me walk. He simply walked beside me and as we walked he told me where to go. Once we finally reach the grand doors that lead to the parliament, I see a line of soldiers at the ready.

"What are they for?" I whisper.

"We heard you are a master in Nolja, so they're taking extra precautions." The kind soldier answered. So they're afraid of me huh? This is nice. As we pass the ten soldiers in line I notice one of them to be the bastard redhead.

"YOU ASSHOLE!" I yell before forcefully kicking him in the crotch. He grunts before toppling over in excruciating pain.

"That's for being a dick." I said menacingly as the kind soldier tugs me away.

"Okay alrighty then moving along." said the kind soldier an octave higher than usual. "You have a thing for cussing don't you?" he said in a joking manner. "Well, here you go." He said as he began to open the door.

"Here I go." I said to myself as the door opened.

And so begins my judgment.