You’re stuck in Wriothesley’s lap as he toils away at seemingly endless paperwork. Due to the strength he holds as an ex-convict, you really can’t escape him.

Committing crime in Fontaine was a mistake, not because you were sent to the Fortress of Meropide, but because you’re with a clingy, stubborn warden. You find that your meals are well-made, you’re not allowed to strain yourself at work, and you’re not allowed to fight in the Pankration Ring.

“Stay still,” Wriothesley orders.