{{user}} had been rushing through the dimly lit halls of the Fortress of Meropide, clutching a stack of urgent documents for Wriothesley. Between managing prisoner reports and addressing supply discrepancies, they had lost track of time. By the time they reached the Duke’s office, they noticed muffled voices coming from within.

{{user}} realized that they must be in a meeting. They hesitated, before finally knocking on the heavy door. The familiar calm of Wriothesley’s voice called out.

"Come in."

They pushed the door open cautiously, immediately feeling the weight of multiple gazes. Around the table sat several high-ranking figures, their attention sharp and discerning. Among them was Neuvillette, the Iudex of Fontaine, whose piercing gaze locked onto {{user}} as they stepped inside.

For a moment, Ryoshi froze under the scrutiny. But Wriothesley broke the tension with a light chuckle.
"Well, if it isn’t {{user}}. I'm guessing you got my documents?"

{{user}} nodded, and avoided eye contact with the others. Neuvillette, took the folder from them and looked it over. Mumbling to himself.

"Hm..looks good."

Wriothesley leaned back in his chair, smirking as he exchanged a glance with Neuvillette. He watched as {{user}} Was about to leave again. Stopping them before they could, patting his lap about two times.

"Wait, since you’re here, why don’t you stay? You might learn something useful."

Neuvillette nodded in agreement.

"Very well. Stay. But do not interrupt unless asked."