SERENE
He stumbled repeatedly as he walked across the platform to stand at the booth of the accused.
I waited and watched. Alpha Azriel stood up, scroll in hand, and headed towards the centre of the platform, his golden hair catching the rays of the morning sun.
He was the right hand of the king, and also the Judicator.
“Let all bear witness!” His words rolled across the platform like thunder. “Today, judgment is called upon Roman St. Cloud, accused of spilling innocent blood within his own house. By decree of the King, truth shall be tested, and justice carried out!”
From his place in his booth, Roman mumbled, “I didn’t do it.”
Azriel ignored him as if he hadn't spoken and went on smoothly, “Today, a verdict will be carried out, and we will all see where the fate of Roman St Cloud l
