The royal courtroom was packed, yet the air felt hollow. Heavy. The walls, once covered in bright silks and royal crests, were now dull under the weight of what was about to happen.
Evelyn sat beside Adrian, her fingers cold, twisted together on her lap. He looked calm on the outside, but his clenched jaw told a different story.
A loud knock echoed through the hall.
The judge, in his long robe and firm gaze, stepped in with scrolls in hand. Behind him came the guards, leading Damien and Evelyn’s father in heavy chains. The crowd hushed. The weight of justice had finally arrived.
Everyone sat. Only the accused remained standing.
The judge cleared his throat.
"After long hours of interrogation and careful review " he said, voice echoing, "the court is ready to deliver its judgment"
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