Hans, the guard responsible for Lillian, walked down the dark corridor of the dungeon. He was carrying a lamp in one hand while he was holding a plate full of food in another. He was heading towards the cell at the end of the corridor where Lillian was being held captive.
When he reached his destination he slid his hand past the barrier, metal as well as magic, to slide down the plate inside the cell.
However, in the dim light of the lamp, he failed to notice that the witch was crouching down right beside the slot for the plates.
And he got startled when Lillian suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly.
"What do you think you are doing?" Hans shouted at Lillian and pulled away from the grasp of that witch.
Within the short duration of her prison stay, Lillian's black hair had already turned grey. The face which didn't have many wrinkles was now covered in them.
