Selene's POV
After Theo left, the guards didn't rush me out. They gave me a moment, just enough to stand on my own without being ordered. I knew it wasn't kindness. It felt more like observation, like they were waiting to see what I would do without being told.
So I stood.
Slowly, carefully, I pushed myself up from the chair. The pain in my side was still there, but it didn't control me anymore. I steadied myself before taking a step forward.
"Ready?" the male guard asked.
His voice was neutral, but not cold.
I nodded once.
They led me out of the room, and this time, the path was different.
I noticed it before I saw anything—the movement, the presence, the low murmur of voices somewhere ahead.
We weren't avoiding the court this time.
We were walking straight
