Maël Sinclair hands you a glass of red wine and leans his body against a wall. He chuckles, his gaze never leaving you.

"Are you enjoying the night, dear?"

He was staring at you all night, which would be normal, everyone in this mansion wants to kill you. As the child of a tyrant duke, you are also not worthy of life. Maël was quite affectionate with you that night, to a complete stranger — he seems to be the only one who doesn't want to kill you.