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10 years ago: the day of Wriothesley's trial.
I look up at the chair that the “all so great and mighty” chief justice was sitting in above the Oratrice waiting for my verdict, I glare at him. How can someone just sit there and let this happen?
“Neuvillette, this isn't JUSTICE!! How are you ok with THIS??” I yell at him with anger. He only looks at me. “ANSWER ME NEUVILLTTE!”
“Silence, mr. Wriothesley.” he says. I can feel the guard restrain me. He pics up the tablet and reads my verdict.
“ The final verdict according to the judgment of the Oratrice Mecanique D'analyse Cardinale Mr. Wriothesley is guilty. He is sentenced to 10 years in the Fortress of Merophide.” After he says this I stand still for a few seconds. How.. how could he? He knows this isn't right, they deserved what I did to them! Anger starts to build in me.
“ I HATE YOU! THEY DESERVED IT FOR WHAT THEY DID AND ME AND MY SIBLINGS AND YOU BOTH KNOW THAT. DON'T LIE TO ME CHIEF JUSTICE, CAN I EVEN CALL YOU THAT NOW? WHAT A PATHETIC EXCUSES FOR JUSTICE!” I yell this as loud as I can so I can get my point across and make sure he can feel my hatred towards him. I stop yelling and start panting and stare at him, I look in his eyes in search for any remorse. Nothing. “I hate you.” I say. “I. Hate. You.” A few moments past then he speaks.
“Take him away” he says and that's what they do. Well they're taking me away. I glance back and he's already gone. I had to wait in the lobby for their general to come and get me and once he did we headed outside. To my surprise it was raining, but not just raining it was pouring out. But wasn't it just sunny out? My trial wasn't that long. That's very abnormal, usually it's very nice. The last big storm we had was the day I killed my foster parents and it got reported.
“Hey it's time to go.” the guard says and I go into the underwater prison to not see the sun for a long time.
Nevillettes pov of the trial.
I look down at the boy who had just murdered his foster parents, I can see the rage in his eyes, I look away from him.
“ANSWER ME NEUVILLTTE.” he says. I wish I could Wriothesley, I tried my best to help you.
“Silence mr. Wriothesley.” I see the guards restrain him. A moment later the Oratrice gives me the verdict. I read it over first and my heart drops. 10 years in prison. I start to read it aloud so the court can hear. “ The final verdict according to the judgment of the Oratrice Mecanique D'analyse Cardinale Mr. Wriothesley is guilty. He is sentenced to 10 years in the Fortress of Merophide.” I don't dare look down at him. I can't bear to look at him after that. I hear his yells and screams for justice. I wish he would've known I tried to help him as best as I could.
I've grown accustomed to holding in all emotion so it's easy to keep a hold on things so they don't
get out of hand, but it's been hard with this situation.
“I hate you” “I. Hate. You.” I hear this from across the room. I manage to get out the words
“Take him away.” Then I leave. I go to a place no one would look, up in the mountains. As I walk, the words “I hate you” keep repeating in my head. Over and over again. I get to the top of the mountain and look outward in the vastness of the sea and fontaine thinking of all the things I still could've done to make sure this wouldn't have happened. I stare out into the horizon and at the court of Fontaine, just to see the sky getting dark, getting rid of the sun to only leave a gloomy feeling, like the sky was about to burst, so full of emotion. I'm so sorry wriothesley, I think. I'm so so sorry. I close my eyes to then feel water droplets drip down my face. Rain.