" Mr. Crepsley was every bit as composed as he’d sworn he would be. He didn’t even shed a tear when the funeral litter was set alight. It was only later, when he was alone in his cell, that he wept loudly, and his cries echoed through the corridors and tunnels of Vampire Mountain, far into the cold, lonely dawn. "

― Darren Shan , The Vampire Prince (Cirque Du Freak, #6)