... I know you didn't act alone

Louis stood alongside the guard who had accompanied him, his gaze fixed on the maid who awaited her fate. The air was heavy with the weight of the decisions that had led them to this point. As he entered the cell, he could sense the tension emanating from the maid, her eyes a mixture of fear and resignation.

"Wait," Louis instructed the guards, his voice firm yet measured. He stepped closer to the maid, his expression a mixture of solemnity and compassion.

The maid's eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and uncertainty as Louis spoke to her. "I know you didn't act alone," he began, his tone measured. "There were others involved, and I know who they are."

Her gaze locked onto Louis', a mixture of disbelief and unease evident in her eyes. Louis held her gaze, his expression unwavering. "You have a choice," he continued, his voice a mixture of sincerity and warning. "You can either die alone, or you can confess now and ensure that your accomplices face the consequences as well."

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