"A formal trial," Elena announced, her voice cutting through the tense standoff still gripping the throne hall. "Before the full court, properly witnessed, both accusations examined with equal scrutiny. That is the only resolution I will accept, Uncle, rather than guards drawing weapons against each other within these walls."
Garrick's jaw tightened, though he lowered his hand slowly, the guards loyal to him stepping back with visible reluctance. "A trial seems reasonable," he said, his voice carrying renewed calculation now despite his recent desperation. "I welcome the opportunity to properly clear my name before witnesses capable of recognizing manufactured evidence when presented clearly."
Logan, still weak from the poison though Adrian's antidote had begun showing promising effect,
