Come, majesty; deign to follow your humble servant." Umballa salaamed.
Kathlyn was led to a cell in the palace prison, whose walls she had but a little while ago viewed in passing, and thrust inside.

A single window admitted a faint light.

Umballa remained by the door, chuckling softly.

Presently, her eyes becoming accustomed to the dark, Kathlyn discovered a man chained to a pillar.

The man suddenly leaned forward.
"Kit, my Kit!" "Father!" She caught him to her breast in her strong young arms, crooned to him, and kissed his matted head.