Mia
The Ivory Judge was the ruler of all Holy Horses.
I knew I didn’t kill the Holy Horse, but my hands had touched its blood when I was exchanging the arrows.
The Ivory Judge was also known for its violent outbursts. If it sensed anything wrong in me, I would be long gone before the King even gets the chance to decide my fate.
My heartbeat quickened.
For the first time, I felt true fear. I was pushed into the room and locked inside.
The door shut behind me with a final sound that echoed too long in my ears.
The punisher’s voice came from outside.
“After five hours, the door will be opened again. If you are truly innocent, you should be left unharmed.”
Silence followed immediately after.
I stood there inside the room.
Still.
My hands slowly curled at my sides, trying to steady
