Odessa was dragged to the interrogation room where she alone was kept. The matter had to do with attempting murder and wasn't a simpler one like the other times she was being punished. She was forced to sit on a huge chair, and her limbs were tied to it so she wouldn't make a move.
She trailed her eyes all over the three guards standing before her and snarled, “I swear with my life that I did nothing like that. Go tell your king that I didn't. How will I think of killing someone who would just rip me apart?” she yelled at them, trying to move her body, but couldn't.
One of the guards approached, the highest in rank among them. He looked her in the eyes and broke into laughter, clapping his hands, while the others smiled at him. “Is that so? I didn't know you were so good at crafting stor
