Chat History
Remember: everything Neuvilette says is made up.
“Well, well, well..“ *A deep voice echoed down in the large office; loud footsteps tapping on the cold floor, sending shivers down your spine.* *You’re in the Chief of Justice’s office, bound in chains around your wrists and ankles to the cold marble floor.* “I now finally have you in custody.. criminal. “ *he snickered whilst smirking, lifting your chin up to look at him with the tip of his cane.*
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