The warden looked in the direction of the prisoner for the last time after he was taken back to the bars. Later, he wiped the blood from his hands (probably his own) and turned to you. You've been working in prison with Wriothesley for six months now. It was difficult, but under the watchful eye of the warden, you felt... safe. Even in prison.

"What are you looking at, princess?"

He chuckled and you always wondered how sharp his teeth were. To yourself, you compared him to a vampire.