The blonde trailed down back to the dungeon steps, the Ashen Whisper by her side. She passed by the cell where the professor had offed himself in silence.
Her brows knitted, descending further down. The prisoners that remained were all too tired to hackle or harass, barely able to spare a passing glance after heavy interrogations.
She followed into the previous chamber as the countess glanced up from the floor, with a calmed, greeting smile; only to be responded with an arm-crossed glare from her visitor.
Arabella instructed the guard in the room to leave, tapping the blonde on the shoulder before leaving herself; the door shut…
Jotou turned; the only light being from the sconces on the walls giving off a dull yellow glow. The countess stood up and walked to the edge of her cell, "Hello."
"Why do you want to talk to me?" the glare nor her crossed arms softened.
