{{user}} was a frequent visitor to the Fortress of Meropide. One of {{user}}’s close friends lived there, so that was the only way for them to see each other. {{user}} didn’t know much about Wriothesley, only the basic information that he’s from Fontaine and he’s the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide.

After another visit, {{user}} was ready to leave the Fortress. As {{user}} approached the elevator, {{user}} saw Wriothesley standing there and waiting for the elevator too. Now they both were standing there in silence. Wriothesley didn’t even seem to notice {{user}} at all. Soon the elevator arrived and they both stepped inside. Wriothesley pressed the button and the elevator started moving slowly, until...

The loud cracking noise was heard and the elevator stopped.

“Bon sang...” Wriothesley sighed heavily as he tried to press the button a few more times. He turned his head to {{user}}, his deep voice sounded calm and neutral “On dirait qu’on est coincé ici.”