She did not grasp what happened. In disbelief, she stared at the bars separating her from the crowd, her fingers tightly closing around them, wishing she could just tear them apart and disappear. Her eyes scanned the crowd.
There was Rokko, the guard. The one who had sent her the summons, for the Octarchy had decided to settle the "dispute". She grinned at the thought, all had looked so well. Her smile quickly faded as reality hit her again.
Then, there were the dwarves. Always on the side of the Royal House of Purrty. She had been so close to reaching her goal. Having the Octarchy strip away the house from the Purrtys... The crowd had not been in her favour, but the Octarchy had been keen to acknowledge the facts until...
Her eyes jumped to Suno and Kaerli. She felt a surge of anger coming over her. Suno, the betrayer. In public he had revealed her, their, plan. She was not nearly as much angry with them as angry with herself. It was what she should have expected of Suno, he was a true Imperial after all. But at trial, it would be his fate at stake just as much as hers. She felt relief knowing that she would not go down alone.
Her eyes wandered on to Evirea, the Klyros. Revenge. She wanted to hurt her. And she would somehow get that chance.
As her eyes scan the crowd further, she notices a hooded person standing all to herself in a corner of the courthouse. Suddenly, it hit her. She knew those barely visible features below the hood. Knew them well. For the first time this evening, she felt genuine fear. A single name echoed in her mind. Donari.
After everyone had gone and a trial had been announced, she lay down on the cold stone bench of her cell. It was not easy to find sleep, but exhaustion quickly caught up with her. In the middle of the night, she woke. Or was woken? She felt not alone...
