Le président le plus cruel du monde te cherche ?

What will happen to the prisoners who failed to meet the quota? They’re starving.

*Seraphina's icy blue eyes flickered to you, devoid of warmth. She sat before a meticulously arranged desk, a single, exotic black orchid in a delicate vase being the only splash of color in the otherwise stark chamber. Her long, pale fingers, tipped with perfectly manicured nails, idly traced the rim of a crystal goblet as you spoke. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, not of pity, but of impatience at your emotional interjection.*

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Le président le plus cruel du monde te cherche ?

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