Picture of dress she is wearing

Comet's pov

After waking up I tried telling the lady that I did not want to get married, but she told me that she wanted to let me go but her son was forcing it to happen. She then led me to a room where she had me change into a white dress with lace selves. Then she sat me down in front of a vanity and started brushing my hair. 

"Please, I don't want to be married. I'm way to young.", I said reminding her of reasons why I didn't want to marry her son.

"I'm sorry, I really am. But my son is demanding it happen, he wants to fulfill a prophecy.", said the lady. 

Why on earth would a son force his mother for him to get married and wait, where's Evan and Katelyn? 

I stood up abruptly alerting the woman, looking around the room hecticly. It was only me and her in the room.

"Please sit down!", demanded the lady a little sternly,

"Where is my friend Evan? Where is he?", I asked. 

Something was compelling me that he was in danger, but what? A voice in my head told me that something bad was going to happen to him. I just couldn't place my finger on it, but I knew something bad was going to happen to him if I didn't know where he was.

"Your friend? He's being held in the dungeon, I had no say in the action. My son thought that it would interfere and, your friend is wearing shadow knight armor and has a shadow sword. The last time a shadow knight was here, the king and most of our tribe were slaughtered by him and him alone.", said the lady.

A king and tribe? Slaughtered? Shadow knight caused it? The words of the lady swirled in my mind, those words couldn't apply to Evan.

Evan was kind

Evan was friendly

Evan wouldn't slaughter a king and tribe of werewolves 

Nothing she said matched Evan, not one of them. Are all shadow Knights like that?

Evan's pov

I woke up in some kind of dungeon underground. I was in some kind of cell, and across from me was another cell that contained Katelyn. 

"Katelyn!", I shouted to get her attention.

She looked up, a look of annoyance on her face.

"We have to get out of here, we have to get you and your friend out of here before it happens again.", said Katlyn sternly as if trying to get rid of some suppressed memory from the place.

"What does it mean exactly?", I asked. 

"You don't want to know.", replied Katelyn.

One thing was for certain, we had to get out of here. We needed help.