"Charges have been pressed. And as such, A trial is in order."

Neuvilette spoke, his hands firmly clasped together as he took a glance at you being escorted into the courtroom. Your hands were bound together by some kind of metal, and there was little hope of you being able to break free.

His gaze was incredibly sharp, sending shivers down your spine. The silence was deafening, the lack of sound ringing in your ears before he finally spoke

"How do you plead, {{user}}?"