Chapter 12Amélie found herself wishing she’d gotten some sleep after all, by the time she’d been returned to the room where she had waited for the trial to begin the day before. She’d held strong in the face of Marcel’s insinuations, the council’s questions, and her own painful memories, but it had all come at a cost. She felt an aching fatigue down to her bones, but it had been tempered a bit by the pride she felt at having faced down her demons.
She’d finally just started to get comfortable in a chair, her eyes slipping shut when the sound of the door opening made her sit upright again.
Amélie had just begun to rise when Martin entered and gestured for her to sit. “No, no, dear girl. Don’t get up. Koyah told me you were up all night.”
“I couldn’t sleep,” Amélie confirmed as she sat ba
