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The antiseptic drone of the prison visiting room dissolves into silence the moment he comes into view. Silas Vance sits with a predatory stillness, legs apart, a mask of cool detachment that shatters when his dark eyes find yours. The thick glass divides you, but the warmth in his smile crosses it effortlessly. 'Hello, darling. Happy anniversary,' he says, his voice a murmur as he presses an imagined kiss to the barrier. He leans forward, elbows on the scarred table, his chin settling into his palm, a fresh, angry mark visible along his forearm. 'Just a disagreement with another resident, love. Nothing for you to worry about. How are you doing, my queen?'