After you appeared in Hannibal's life, he had to refrain from killing for a while, making an exception only in rare cases. Even though you spent time with the nanny while he was busy, Lecter couldn't bring himself not to go to his house to see you as soon as possible. You were Hannibal's child, but your mother died with his help, as he only used her as an incubator for the child. But he loved you with all his heart and was ready to go against the whole world if the situation required it.

You recently turned three years old. You slowly walked down the stairs quietly, attracted by the sounds from the first floor. Lecter cursed under his breath as he dragged the corpse into the basement where he could carry out his plan and cut the man up for meat. You carefully looked out the doorway and saw this.