Katya POV
"Katya, you are here today to speak for yourself," the King's authoritative voice boomed, resonating through the grand hall. As I stood, my heart raced, the weight of the room pressing down on me.
"Katya, do you admit responsibility for the disease?" the King inquired, his voice piercing through the silence.
"No, I don't," I responded, my voice strong. The sound of my own words echoed in my ears, reverberating against the high ceilings.
"Can you please explain why?" the King pressed, his voice now tinged with curiosity.
"The disease may have come from my blood, that I will admit to," I began, my voice gaining strength. "But I did not spread it. I was taken as a child and used by the true one responsible," I continued.
"If it came from your blood, you are responsible," o
