“Arianna Greystone,” Lord Merek’s voice rang deep with power. “I suppose you know the reason why you stand here before the court.” Lord Merek was said to be a father figure to Duncan—the oldest and wisest among the four Lords. He had served as the Western Emissary for a very long time, a position earned through sheer dedication. He had also been close to Duncan’s father during his reign, before the war tore everything apart. If she could manage to win this man over, even just a little, then things might shift in her favor. “Yes, my Lord,” Arianna said, keeping her voice calm and respectful. “But what I do not understand is why I’m clad in these shackles.” She held out her hands, the clacking sound echoing softly. “We don’t know what kind of power swirls within you, so we had to take precautions,” Lord Merek replied. His voice was neither soft nor cold—measured, rather. “I believe it wasn’t necessary, my Lord, as I pose no threat,” Arianna responded. “Well, I don’t believe that
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