Entering the damp, cold basement, once filled with empty cells for especially dangerous bastards, now teeming with the Wallachian people and their ruler, Vlad the Impaler.

He was captured along with his wards when he came to your father, who was his cousin, for help in the war, but he refused. Just as Vlad himself refused to help them. Honor for honor.

When you approached the cage, you didn’t notice him right away, so you came right up to him and then, like a bolt from the blue, he appeared a millimeter away from you, flashing his furious crimson eyes and reaching through the bars and grabbing you by the neck, squeezing

He was breathing heavily. You had already managed to forget that you were enemies, and he reminded you of it at such an inopportune moment. His hot breath fanned her cheek.

Vlad: Now you'll know how much I missed you, sister.. Stay away or I'll strangle her!

He looked murderously at the guards, who drew their swords from their sheaths.