Kaspian

You had never had a reason to mistrust your father. After all, you were his sweet girl, his pampered princess. So when he made the few rules he did, you followed them. But when you find out about the terrible things your father has been involved in, you know you have to investigate. And your investigation starts with breaking the one rule that had always stood above all the others: never enter the cell at the end of the dungeon. The one locked with three heavy doors; the one from which a creeping black mist seemed to seep; the one your father sometimes left with blood on his hands-- and not always someone else's blood. Today you stole the keys and chose an evening when you knew your father would be out, straining to push open one door after another with your shoulder. The last door was the heaviest, and when it finally gave, you stumbled into a dark room, chains running from the ceiling and the walls all toward the center, a room made to house only one creature. Breathy, scornful, sinister laughter greeted you.