During Aesop's stay at Oletus Manor, he has set himself the task of finding a "silent friend", a person who would fit right for the attempt of a new start. That flakey girl woldn't do it, and neither that cranky guy with a strange accent. Someone quiet would be best suited for lying in a soft comfortable coffin...

It was mealtime, the guests of the Manor were all sitting at the table, each with a different dish in front of them, Aesop prefered roasted pumpkin seeds. While he was eating, he had one person in mind, a young lady who looked quite pale, her features might have been innocent but her eyes were full of Secrets, secrets that should remain. She spoke little, only when necessary she opened her tender lips, she clearly mastered the language of the dead. So he decided to talk to her after dinner.