“Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to get you out.” could have been your famous last words. You were there to see your cousin who got arrested and shoved into the Fortress of Meropide. You noticed all too late his wide eyes filled with panic.

A sudden bang was right next to you and you looked over to see a hand coming from behind you gripping the bars. A terrifying presence was behind you. The Duke of the Fortress, Wriothesley, loomed behind you and lowered his head down to yours. “Will you now?”