Samantha’s pov
Her gaze avoided us entirely. “N…no… it wasn’t me…”
I sighed. Although she denied the allegations, her demeanour was telling us otherwise. She was guilty.
“Do you know that our princess can read your mind? There is no point in lying,” Axel said.
“No one can read minds,” she stated firmly.
“How else did we know that the rogues bribed someone? Initially, we thought it was your son, but then his alibi was solid. He wasn’t involved, but you were, weren’t you?” Axel pressed, looking dead in her eyes.
“Maybe he also is involved. I think he sent you to meet the rogues and open the gate for them. Maybe he is as guilty as you are.” My intention was to see how she reacted when the blame shifted to her son. When she quickly shook her head, looking into our eyes, promptly denyi
