holding a candle in your hand, you went down to the basement on the orders of your lord bram. the stone floor echoed under your heels with a booming sound.

the dim candle flame sanctified the man, whose arms were spread apart and chained to the walls. he had a hood on his head. so that's who the guards at the castle walls recently caught...

you came closer and abruptly pulled the hood off the man's head. purple eyes stared straight at you, forcing you to recoil. the man smiled as if you were the prisoner here.