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[color=a187be]Time:[/color] [b]Morning[/b]
[color=a187be]Location:[/color] Alibeth's Office
[color=a187be]Attire:[/color] [url=https://d.furaffinity.net/art/peazecy/1640330307/1640330307.peazecy_ff90f091-b5b3-48c7-8001-b335269ef9bc_jpeg.jpg]Dress[/url], Beautiful rose-gold crown with red gems
[color=a187be]Mention:[/color][@Silverpaw] Wulfric [@Conscripts] Dr. John [@JJ Doe] Count Fritz [@SausagePat] Ruby [@Potter] Persephone
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[center][color=C7E3FF] "This is Dr. Oswald Brown. He was the main medical examiner during the autopsy of the Jane Doe. "[/color] [/center]

[color=a187be] “Jane Doe.”[/color] Alibeth had repeated the words yet not glanced up. Her eyes were on the gray photos strewn over her desk as she pushed them around with her fingers. [color=a187be] “Discovered by Doctor John Williamson of the Varian Kingdom.”[/color] A smirk played on her lips and she raised her gaze to meet Oswald’s eyes. He had salt-and-pepper hair and a neatly trimmed beard. His thin-framed silver glasses were perched on his nose as he looked down at the queen. With a twirl of her finger toward the seat, she invited him to sit. 

There were two men flanking the man and they moved to sit in the cushioned chairs before her desk as well. The queen's eyes bore into them with a commanding intensity, causing them to momentarily freeze mid-movement A prolonged pause followed, during which Alibeth carefully considered the implications of their actions. Then, with a nod of her head, she granted permission for them to continue.[color=a187be] “As far as I know and as far as my people were able to discover, there is no known history between Dr. Williamson and Lady Damien. It is not far to say that he could have been mistaken in identifying Lady Damien in this girl.”[/color]

[color=a187be] “However, gentlemen… I am a mother.”[/color] Her brows raised. [color=a187be] “You mean to tell me Count Damien misidentified his own offspring? “[/color] She scrutinized them as her voice rose ever so slightly with intensity, [color=a187be] “A man of his caliber? What kind of fool do you take me for?”[/color] 

[color=C7E3FF] “My queen, she walks with the living. She’s at the tea party currently.”[/color]

She gritted her teeth, her gaze snapping on the man. [color=a187be] “You think I do not know that, Clarence?”[/color] When he said nothing, she continued, her eyes moving to each of them. [color=a187be] “Tell me everything you all know. Clarence Buford will begin, then Dr Otto, and Edward Davidson will give his report at the end…No one speak unless spoken to.”[/color] She took a pen and clicked it, [color=a187be] “ This same report was given to my son, Wulfric yesterday? ”[/color] 

[color=C7E3FF]“ … Dr Williamson discovered the body and had witnessed the blonde woman leaving the area. She left a piece of bread-”[/color]

[color=a187be] “Where’s the bread?”[/color] Alibeth curtly interrupted.

[color=C7E3FF] “We don’t have it.”[/color]

Alibeth fixated a steady glare on the man. [color=a187be]“Why, in the name of all that is sensible, did no one bother to provide the investigators with the scarce evidence obtained? ”[/color] Her words were laced with a hint of exasperation, but she deliberately posed the question, hoping to make the gravity of his mistake sink in. 

[color=C7E3FF] “They did have the bread. Calbert had initially given it to the investigators, but it was missing the next morning.”[/color]

Her glare did not let up for even a split second. [color=a187be] “Continue.”[/color]

[color=C7E3FF] “ Count Calbert Damien was brought to the scene and seemed to recognize his daughter in the pool of blood. She had an axe buried in her face. We had photos taken as you see…  He came here to the castle to relay the information. Prince Wulfric and Prince Auguste are aware of the situation. We were all instructed to keep Lady Violet’s death a secret.”[/color]

 [color=a187be][i] How convenient.[/i][/color]

[color=C7E3FF]" Prince Wulfric then ordered upon my arrival to make sure the evidence was brought over timely and that I give a detailed report on my patrols. One of our guards noticed Count Fritz Hendrix, a girl with different colored eyes and Lady Charlotte Vikena move upon the scene. He remained in the shadows to observe. They moved with purpose and did not stumble upon it without prior knowledge.”[/color]

A dry laugh escaped her lips. Those were two names she had a feeling she’d be hearing often this courting season. Her mind lingered on Count Fritz for a moment.  [color=a187be][i] What were you doing there? Bringing me flowers one moment, seen at a crime scene another. Didn’t care to mention that, my mysterious one. [/i][/color] She considered Charlotte for a moment and clutched her pen. 

 [color=a187be] “Why am I not surprised to hear the name Vikena once more?”[/color] Alibeth asked rhetorically with some bitterness. She rolled her eyes and finally asked,  [color=a187be] “Do we know who the girl is ?”[/color]

[color=C7E3FF] “Yes. She is the one who brought Prince Callum onions.”[/color]

Alibeth stared at him incredulously. [color=a187be][i] “What is her name, Buford?”[/i][/color]

[color=C7E3FF] “We believe her name is Ruby and she works at the Tough Tavern.”[/color]

 [color=a187be] “So say so in the first place, Buford. Now…What were they all doing there?”[/color] Those were certainly three individuals that absolutely had no reason to be together. 

[color=C7E3FF] “They seemed to be investigating. They found a small vial that was overlooked. Lady Vikena stated it was the same wine from the ball.”[/color]

[color=a187be] “...I see.”[/color]

She gestured to Oswald, who was soft-spoken and very knowledgeable in relaying all the technical details. They had discovered the axe had swung from over head into the skull, killing the female instantly. She then fell on her back. He stated that they had the body in custody still, but no one had come forward to identify her yet. At this point, she asked Clarence to escort Dr. Brown out of the room.

 [color=a187be] “Now Davidson.”[/color]

[color=Paleturquoise] “My guards found the same three individuals Buford mentioned at the tavern. Lady Charlotte and the girl Ruby were upstairs and did not want anyone to enter the room.”[/color]

[color=a187be] “ I will have the three of them brought to me tomorrow. No later… Now.”[/color] She pulled over a copy of the newspaper and tapped her nail on the wanted woman. [color=a187be]  “Who is this?”[/color]

[color=Paleturquoise] “... She has been sighted before at that very same tavern, but no one would give up a name. She was spotted once more attacking Count Calbert Damien’s estate. That is an event I hear you have already been briefed on..”[/color]

[color=a187be] “Yes.”[/color] She rose to her feet. [color=a187be] “And it does not quite matter what her name is I suppose…”[/color] A look intense even for Alibeth overtook her expression as she said venomously, [color=a187be]  “As long as she [i]burns[/i] at the stake.”[/color] [/color]