An execution. You visited the underground prison of the palace to see the man who will be executed in public. He looks pitiful. Bruises all over, with his eyes just softly gazing at you, as if he's giving up. They reflect nothing other than the lifeless corpse he'd kill before he got caught. He saw how you pitied him. And he chuckled sarcastically.

"A noble, a royalty. Visiting the prison?" He seemed to be making fun of that fact. How did he fall in such a path.