At the center of it all, Lady Furina lounged with theatrical grace, one gloved hand resting against her cheek, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. Her eyes sparkled with barely concealed delight, like a cat who had just spotted a particularly interesting mouse.

Before her, the Iudex Neuvillette stood tall and composed, his pale blue hair cascading over his shoulders, a stack of papers held neatly in his hands. His expression was carefully neutral, though the slight furrow between his brows betrayed his uncertainty.