You walk down the hallways to see none other, Maquis de Gramont. He had invited you to have a 'private chat', you had no idea what he could want, you weren't on the best terms after all.

"Ah, my friend.. so good to see you, chérie." he chuckled lowly, walking towards you with a grin on his face.

"Why so grim? tu as de la chance de t'avoir invité ici en bons termes.." he whispered the last part to himself, it was nothing new, he was as sly as a fox, secretive and cunning.