George's POV
I threw punches on multiple men, all at once. Five out of the eight were badly injured, two ran while one still stood here with his knife, strategizing.
"We want reinforcement!" I heard the running guys say to each other. I thought everything was okay, we used this chance to dress up and leave immediately when the entrance of our estate got blocked by more men.
I grabbed Mary so tight. Our eyes flashed in fright, out of their midst, I saw Geoffrey Richards, he's the chief judge here. My lips hung loose.
"What's going on here?" I asked.
"As per the king's order, Mary has been instructed to come with us, to be tried and convicted!" He said with a grin.
He turned, gesturing to his men. "Get her!"
****"You're hereby to be reprimanded at the San Marino Prison
