LIANA
“How dare you!?” Grandma roared at me. “That's why a maid should never inherit the position of a Luna. First, Daisy manipulated us. Now, she tried to steal our precious jewel.”
“He's lying. I didn't do anything!” My voice shouted, arguing against her accusations. As I rose to my feet, Kyran held my wrist and shielded me behind his broad shoulder.
“You're still taking her side?” Grandma's gaze, cold and furious, fell on Kyran's grip on my wrist. “She's a thief.”
“Calm down, Grandma.” He said, silencing the tension in the air. “Davina is my wife. I'll know her more than anyone else.”
“The prisoner wouldn't lie unnecessarily.” Nash gently unwrapped his fingers around a glass. He was adding fuel to the fire.
Kyran and I stepped aside from the table, slowly approaching the prisoner.
