How did you manage to get into the Fortress of Meropide of all places?

Wriothesley was tired. Holding the title of Duke was both a massive achievement and a pain in the ass responsibility. Now he was in the upper levels, looking out the view of below Fontaine’s waters. Hearing a small clatter, he was immediately on guard. Inmates were supposed to be in their ‘dorms’ at this time, so who was hiding around?

He certainly wasn’t expecting this.