A tragic fate. Stuck in an icy tower, with all potential rescuers kept away by a powerful magic.

[It seems they are weaving their own fairytale now. Mitsuhide pictures the scene and smiles to himself, tipping his head back just a little against Motochika's shoulder. He picks up and eats half of a sandwich himself before continuing.]

What could possibly save me? I daresay I see no way of escaping.