Χαίρε Søtsten.
I have secured a dormitory for our unaccounted guest, and he has now been accommodated for in chamber number VII.
The prisoner formerly occupying those chambers was an aristocrat named Alexios. He has been struck by an unknown malady caused by his festering ocular wounds. He was found delirious, likening his own self to a brassica plant, and was moved to the infirmary.
The nuns attended said wounds with myrrh and other fragrances, but he passed away by dusk, may God Almighty rest his soul. No further inquiry is required.
Long may our Emperor reign, by the Grace of God.
Ioannis Leiros 
Ioannis looked at the empty vial in his hand. By good fortune he had arrived on time to pocket the evidence from the scene. Poison is only as discreet as its deliverer.
