The next morning

After you have your morning shower then you prepare to shave.

You look into the mirror as you move the razor among your face. You don't see anything in the reflection but you feel as if someone is standing behind you.

And then you feel a hand tap your shoulder.

It is the countess!

"Good morning Mr. Doe, did you sleep well?"

"Yes ma'am. I seem to have cut myself."

For a second, the countess grabs you neck with a hungry look in her eyes, startling you.

You managed to back away.

"Take care how you cut yourself Mr. Doe, in this country it is more dangerous than you think."

And without another word she turns around and leaves your room.