Jazeera stepped forward at the signal of the judge who sat right next to the King. She looked around, her resolve breaking. They had planned by now they will be out of Muscat, probably in another city or even country. She looked around the hall, all eyes were looking at her without any emotion, the Queen sat there in the front row alongside a few other royals, they had been told that she won't let anything happen to them, maybe she will help intervene. She heard movement and turned to her right, her eyes widened, She hadn't seen him before. A tall large man stood right beside her all clad in black clothing from head to toe, his face was covered by a black opaque veil, she shivered and turned back to the crowd. "Speak," the judge spoke for the first time since he arrived, his loud voice mak
