"Don't laugh at me, Big Sister," Cedric implored, his voice tinged with frustration. "This is a serious problem! The nobles of our country are absolutely furious about this situation." He paused for a moment, trying to collect his thoughts before continuing, "Even Felix, my own friend, could only manage to get my sentence reduced to a bit shorter than the usual punishment for someone in my position."
As he spoke, Cedric stepped cautiously out of the dimly lit prison, the heavy iron gate creaking ominously behind him. The cool air felt refreshing against his skin, but the weight of his predicament hung heavily on his shoulders. "You don’t understand the gravity of what I’ve been accused of," he added, glancing back at his sister with a mix of desperation and determination. "The consequence
