Preparations

As the prince slowly comes too he notices hes restrained to a stone table with heavy manacles tying him down to it by his arms, legs and stomach.

Zagreus: You blasted witch! Let me out right now! Do you even know who i am?!

The witch is next to a table preparing vials before coming to Zagreus and setting them down beside him.

Witch: So the little prince has woken up... i have to tell you im so glad you came along. I was so eager for new text subjects but the wretches down here are so weak and pathetic that when i heard the prince is in here i couldnt let the opportunity go.

Zagreus: When Nyx or father find out about this your doomed.

Witch: How will they find out? Havent you noticed yet? Maybe try a little harder hon.

Zagreus eyes shrink in fear as he senses the magic barrier blocking the outside world from sensing either of them as he realises he might not leave this place for a long time.

Zagreus: Um... look we might have gotten off on the wrong foot, if you let me out if here ill put in a good word with dad yeah? Youl get as many test subjects as you want!

Witch: Why would i want some cannon fodder when i have the prime subject right here... get ready hon, this is going to hurt.

The witches stare turns sinister and Zagreus is terrified of whats to come.