Ava’s POV
Two hours had passed.
I sat in Arthur’s office, staring at the stack of documents Charles had pulled from my mother’s office. My hands trembled as I reached for them.
“This is everything we found,” Charles said, his voice neutral. “All the documents, all the records. Everything.”
Arthur sat beside me, his jaw clenched, his golden eyes cold as he flipped through the papers.
I felt sick.
Every sheet of paper, every note—it was exactly the same as what we had seen before. Nothing has changed..
But why?
I turned to my mother, watching her calm expression. How could she be this calm when she has been exposed? Do I really know Jennifer?
Arthur picked up a document showing the elders present, their mouths falling open in shock as they exchanged glances.
“This is impossible,” Elder Rowan shouted. “Jennifer isn't only a sly bitch but she is also a traitor, who knows if she is the queen herself.”
My mother scoffed, folding her hands under her breasts. “This is why I kept those docum
