Claire didn't look any worse for wear after a day in the offsite location Dusty had scouted as a temporary dungeon for their prisoners.
"Andre, do me a favor and interrogate the death dealer in the dungeon," Gabriel told the eldest of the brothers.
Gabriel, he's protected and helped me more than once since the dungeon and done it out of some sort of sense of duty.
The air was chilled, still and damp, like she imagined a castle dungeon would feel.
Are you in the dungeon with the rest of the warriors?
Why don't they have a dungeon or something?
I rotated out of the dungeon for this?
"You're in the dungeon next week," the general muttered.
He stopped outside the door to the underground dungeon, his skin crawling at the scent of earth all around him.
Clenching the book, he stepped into the familiar dungeon with its two small cells.
Taran left him for the dungeon, only to find Sirian was already gone.
They emerged from the dungeon and returned to the banquet hall, where a messenger stood beside Memon.
He followed Hilden silently through the hold to the dungeon, drawing his sword as they neared the door.
Silent, he trailed Hilden out of the dungeon and barred the door.
As soon as Alexander heard the news he decoyed Cardinal Orsini to the Vatican and cast him into a dungeon, where he died.
There she obtained an Austrian passport to the frontier, and after some fears and trouble, receiving a Russian passport in Galicia, she at last escaped from the dungeon of Napoleonic Europe.
'The former was consigned to a dungeon for the rest of his life; but Henry VII., recognizing that the youthful pretender had been a tool in the hands of others and was in himself harmless, pardoned Lambert Simnel and took him, into his own service in the menial capacity of scullion.
See Honore Mirabeau, Les Lettres de cachet et des prisons d'etat (Hamburg, 1782), written in the dungeon at Vincennes into which his father had thrown him by a lettre de cachet, one of the ablest and most eloquent of his works, which had an immense circulation and was translated into English with a dedication to the duke of Norfolk in 1788; Frantz Funck-Brentano, Les Lettres de cachet d Paris (Paris, 1904); and Andre Chassaigne, Les Lettres de cachet sous l'ancien regime (Paris, 1903).
On his release, overwrought and weakened by six months spent "in the common gaol and dungeon," he performed what was almost the only and certainly the most pronounced act of his life which had the appearance of wild fanaticism.
The dungeon of this castle, called "Bishop's Hole" or "Bishop's Prison," was used as an ecclesiastical prison until the 16th century.