Laurent ignored the question, unlocking the door to let his prisoner out. He had a name, but he hadn't revealed it to anyone in years. Almost a decade, since he'd come here. "If you're cooperative, you'll always be rewarded. Baths. Fresh clothes. Books. Wine. Anything like that."

He led the way back into a large hall, and then down a smaller corridor to a bath chamber decorated with elaborate tiled patterns. There was a stove at the center, designed to warm the room and create steam if desired, and comfortable benches around the perimeter. A large basin took up most of one wall, practically a pool. Laurent went to it, operating some of the ingenious system of gears in order to pour heated water into the basin. It had all been designed by the Phantom, the sort of incredible water heating and pumping system that only the wealthiest private houses might be able to afford.

A shelf near the bath held a variety of luxury soaps and oils. Laurent was fond of luxury items, little pleasures that helped to make life in his gilded cage more pleasant.