Apprentice, standing at head of the table: So. *Looks at group* Who killed Lucio? I’m not mad. I just want to know.
Julian, next to them: *stands up* I did. I killed him….
Apprentice, pushing Julian back in this seat: No. No, you didn’t. Asra?
Asra, shaking his head, sitting on the other side of them: *points at Nadia* Don’t look at me. Look at Nadia.
Nadia, looking shocked: What?! I didn’t kill Lucio! He was my husband!
Asra, raising eyebrow: Huh. That’s weird. How did you even know he was dead?
Nadia, pointing to the ablaze room: Because he’s burning right in front of us and he’s dead!
Asra, crossing his arms: Suspicious.
Nadia, outraged: No, it’s not!
Portia: If it matters, probably not… *points at Valerius* Valerius was the last one to see him.
Valerius, standing up: Liar! I haven’t seen him since the masquerade
Portia, smirking: Oh really? Then what were you doing by his room earlier?
Valerius, crosses his arms: I was there to have my usual affair with him, everyone knows that Portia!
Julian, standing up again: Alright let’s not fight. I killed him, let me turn myself in..
Apprentice, pushing him back in his seat: No. Who killed him?
Asra, leans over: *whispering* Apprentice, the courtiers have been awfully quiet…
Courtiers, wife eyed: Really?!
Lucio, smirking, listening from outside the window: I’m alive. I just jumped out the window in my fursona while my room was on fire. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here