[No, definitely not a very pleasant one. Suddenly Constance might notice she has some company inside the cell-- only is not just a cell anymore. On the opposite side, it looks more like the inside of a wretched hut, where a boy (or a man? his appearence shifts while you look at him) sits, struggling against the chains around his wrists and his right leg.]
[It's almost dawn. Had he been faster, he could be miles away now, hidden by the darkness...]