Chapter 31 Thirty

• Avelyn recoiled at his words, a heavy realization settling over her. 'So all of this... is because of me?'
• The thought struck her like lightning, and before she could stop herself, she fell to her knees, bowing deeply. "Your Majesty, my king! Please, have mercy!" she pleaded, her voice shaking as she clutched her bloodstained, bandaged hands, terrified for those accused. Draeven stiffened at her sudden submission, something unspoken stirring within him.
• "Let them go and remove them from my sight!" he commanded sharply, his tone laced with unexpected urgency.