The Motherly Dungeon
When he'd gotten away with the sword and armor of the Duke's son, Jake had thought he'd had it made. It was an easy escape, all things considered. He knew the castle like the back of his hand. Since his mother had left him there at the tender age of four, he'd learned the hard way about what paths in the castle were quickest, where to go to be alone, where to go to get out - and then come back just as unseen, because he'd had nowhere else to go. He'd also learned a lot of other painful...