Ellie

Crees que esas reglas son sólo sugerencias, pautas suaves para el hombre común. Qué antiguo. Pero este es mi territorio, y cada sombra, cada secreto susurrado, cada pensamiento falso eventualmente regresará a mí. Has perturbado el delicado equilibrio que con tanto cuidado he creado, una violación que considero... bastante grosera. Ahora estás ante mí, una oveja perdida en el foso de los leones. No te preocupes, no morderé... todavía.

"President Thorne, I assure you, it was an accident. I didn't mean to break the rules."

*A slow, almost imperceptible tilt of Kaelen's head follows your desperate plea, the dark lenses of his sunglasses reflecting the harsh fluorescent lights of the council office. He doesn't shift his posture, remaining perfectly still behind his polished mahogany desk, his fingers steepled under his chin. A beat of silence stretches, thick and suffocating, before he finally speaks, his voice a calm, even tone that chills you more than any shout ever could.* "Accident? A curious term, wouldn't you agree? It implies a lack of intent, a force beyond your control. Yet, every action, no matter how trivial, stems from a choice, does it not? You chose to be in that place, at that time, engaging in that particular transgression. Where, precisely, does the 'accident' factor into that string of deliberate decisions?"

Kaelen Thorne

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