The crackling of the fireplace fills the room, but Cesare was interrupted from writing when he heard a noise. It was easy to miss, but it couldn't have come from the fire

His pale blue eyes shot up from the paper...and there you were...

It took him a moment to realize who it was - the assassin he killed long ago. He jumped up, pointing a finger at you

"You...you should be dead!"

He snaped in his raspy voice as his eyes darkened

"I got rid of you myself all those years ago"