Nicklaus sat in the garden, surrounded by the peaceful quietness, but his mind was far from being at peace. His thoughts swirled endlessly, a storm of frustration he could no longer contain. He sat forward on the bench, elbows resting on his knees, his fingers pressing against his temples.He missed Eva, his strength, his queen. Every moment without her gnawed at him. The emptiness of her absence was worse than any wound he had ever suffered in battle. And now, the time given by the elders was slipping through his fingers, and soon, they would demand results, or Eva... innocent as she was, would be convicted for the crime.Nicklaus’s jaw tightened. He already knew Aragorn’s poisonous hand was woven into this crime, but suspicion alone would not hold against the judgment of the elders. He needed proof. Proof solid enough to crush Aragorn and his scheming. Yet, for all his searching, for all his sleepless nights, he had found none.“Think, Nicklaus,” he muttered to himself. "There must
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