I see memory me falling to my knees in shock, mouthing “I didn’t.”
The Queen storms forward. “My daughter is blind!” she cries. “Her sight! She says you’re the cause.”
“I didn’t,” I whisper again. But I feel Keith’s rage and desperation. His certainty that I’m innocent. His knowledge that nothing he says will change the Queen’s mind.
“I’ll investigate,” he offers, bowing. “There must be more to this—”
“You will bring her to justice,” the Queen snaps. “Or I will.”
Keith stiffens beside me. He knows there’s no justice here.
I rub his arm to soothe him. “It's okay.”
“No. It isn't. I've always known the Queen wasn’t right but I didn't know she was this cruel. And it looks like her daughter has carried that cruelty with her.”
Keith turns to me. “I vow not to let the hurt you Hope.”
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