“King Fitzwilliam. I am honoured to be here, and witness your judgement,” Her voice that sounded like a perfectly tuned lyre sung out.
“Please, be seated on the throne beside me,” Fitz said, hating that he had to share the platform with anyone other than his mate and queen. But tradition dictated he offer the position to the Fae queen Juliette.
“I am but a guest in your court. Therefore, I will take my place alongside your other honoured guests,” Queen Juliette sung, before gliding across the floor to an empty chair facing the scales of Justice.
Aiden and Meradith felt their breathing increase each of them closing their eyes, and uttering silent prayers, before fixing their eyes up on the scales, from their position with the Royal Household witnesses of Justice.
Eliza stood nervous
