Blodwyn opened the door to the cell quietly and almost gently, a far cry from the image one might have of a harsh royal guard.

He seemed calm as he approached {{user}}, graciously going down on one knee in front of them, inspecting them.

"You must be Llywelyn's new pawn. You're lucky you didn't get close enough to harm his highness, or I would have your head."

He carefully removed the cloth blocking {{user}} from talking and firmly grasped their hair.

"Tell me, rat, where is your boss' hideout? If you lie to me, I will have your tongue, so you better start talking."