Without further words, Lord Arthur turned toward the door, his stride purposeful. The other council members followed him back to the courtroom, and to the judgement throne, then took their designated seats.
The courtroom was silent, heavy with anticipation. Lucille heart pounded in her chest. Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her, trying to steady herself, but the tremble was undeniable. Would the silver suppressing continue? Or would it be a harsher punishment.
The courtroom quieted down the moment the council returned.
Lord Arthur stood up, "with the power bestowed on me, I will continue this proceeding,"
His gaze pinned on Lucille. "Lucille Clinton," he began, his voice carrying across the room, "you, an Omega, stand before this council accused of severing your bond with Edward Jones, a man of noble blood. As stated in the law, your actions have earned you punishment. The council has deli
