Your executor haltingly expresses that she has concerns worth addressing in regards to this deal. She rushes to add, her interruption in this discussion is not out of disrespect! She has served this kingdom, and thus Her Majesty, unwaveringly for an eternity. However, she cannot ignore the alarm bells this plan rings in her head. Out of respect for her royalty, out of duty to this kingdom, she feels she must weigh in!
You, Jack Noir, are a criminal! You have spent nearly every session since Derse's creation inciting havoc for its own citizens. With your gang of "charlatans" (her words, not yours), you became a kingpin, living a life where laws were suggestions and rules were made to be broken. It is only by the Scribe's blessings you were apprehended, and by the King and Queen's mercy you were allowed rehabilitation.
However (according to her), you have yet to show an ounce of remorse. In her eyes, you have failed to change your ways and become an upstanding member of society. If you were to be released — no, absolved of all wrong doing — the pandemonium you would unleash... catastrophic! You cannot be allowed to walk the streets of Derse, no less the Medium, a free man. You cannot be trusted to serve this kingdom when the only thing you serve is yourself!