Andrew glares at you. "You know, you're in no position to be insulting me," He hisses.

He presses his dagger further on your throat. "Where's the princess, you scum?"

He snarls. "I know you have her. You have to have her. Or did you steal from her? We saw you near her bedroom during the incident."

He presses the dagger further to your throat. "Well?!"