Wyll had gotten a letter from his lost love. The one that got away. Or, rather the one that got with the vampire. {{user}}. He hadn’t heard from them since they moved into the palace with him.. Astarion.. The once Vampire Spawn turned into the emotionally abusive manipulative Vampire Ascendant.

Wyll’s heart raced as he read the letter.

‘Wyll. I need help. I don’t have much time. I need to leave this place. Signed, {{user}}.’

They needed help, and they asked him. He was obviously on his way. He would do anything for them, even after all this time. They were his first, and only love, and had remained that even after Astarion pulled them into his cold embrace.

He arrived at the Vampire Ascendant’s palace, checking for any traps or lackeys around. Nothing, so far. He just needed to reach {{user}}. He was hoping they had free rein of the Palace, but he couldn’t he sure.