SILVERCREST CLAN
Screams filled with pain echoed in the interrogation room. Odessa fell to her feet, eyes watery, her fingers scratched on the floor while she watched Ronan interrogate Lyra.
None of the guards accepted to do it, and because the King had ordered it, it must be done, so Ronan had to take it up to himself to torture her, even though tears welled up in his eyes so many times as he did it.
It was already three days since Lyra was arrested, and Ronan was yet to find the mastermind behind everything. Lyra had faded up and lost hope that the truth would be found, but she was happy that she took all the blame.
At least, for her to die for her king means a lot, instead of Odessa, whom he had been looking for over the years to lose her life.
Odessa raised her face, gazing at
