Vassago paced in the hall of the Deadly Sins court room. That trial for that little imp called Blitzo was over now, it had long been over, but Vassago had stayed behind. He felt like Andrealphus was up to something sinister & he had to find out if those suspicions held true. What was he meant to do though? There was no way he could get into Andrealphus's palace without either getting caught or dying from the cold. Hm. Certainly quite the predicament.