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CHAPTER 32 “The Confession”I was done protecting lies that were never mine.I stepped forward before fear could stop me.“Enough,” I said.My voice cut through the noise. It didn’t shake. I made sure of that.Marcus turned slowly. Amused. Confidence. “You should be careful. You’ve already ruined one ceremony.”“I’m not here to ruin anything,” I replied. “I’m here to finish it.”A ripple of confusion spread. The council members leaned closer. Whispers flew like knives.“You labeled me unstable,” I continued. “You exiled me. You told the world I was a danger.”I paused. Let the silence stretch.“But you never told them why.”Marcus smiled. “Because no one cares.”“They will,” I said. “When they hear the truth.”Adrian’s eyes found mine. Sharp. Worried. Hopeful.“Ethan,” he murmured. “What are you doing?”“What you couldn’t,” I said softly. “What I should have done sooner.”I turned back to the council.“Marcus didn’t expose anything,” I said. “He manufactured it. Piece by piece. He le

CHAPTER 34 The Queen’s MoveI stood up before fear could stop me.The silence felt sharp. Heavy. Waiting. Every breath in that hall seemed to pause with mine. My heart was loud, but my voice did not shake when I spoke. I had already decided. If I stayed quiet, I would lose everything. If I spoke, I might still lose everything but at least the truth would be free.“I will speak now,” I said.Murmurs followed. Shock. Disbelief. Some pity. Some anger. Adrian turned toward me at once. His eyes searched my face, as if begging me to sit down. As if begging me not to do this.I did it anyway.“This vote was never fair,” I continued. “And the man who claims loyalty to this crown has been lying to all of you.”Gasps cut through the air.Marcus laughed softly. Calm. Too calm. He leaned back as if this amused him. As if I were only a child throwing stones at a wall.“Is this desperation, Your Highness?” he asked. “Or madness?”I met his gaze. I did not look away.“It is true,” I said. “And you

CHAPTER 36“Chains of Loyalty”I left before they could say more. If I stayed, I might have burned the whole chamber down with words alone.I didn’t go to my rooms.I went to Ethan.He was waiting.He always was.“You look like a man already at war,” he said.“I am,” I replied. “With everyone.”He studied me for a moment. Then he spoke carefully.“This is bigger than Isabella.”I stiffened. “Do not.”“Listen,” he insisted. “Marcus didn’t act alone. He never does.”I turned to face him fully. “You think I don’t know that?”Ethan stepped closer. His voice lowered.“There is a deeper conspiracy. Council members. Old alliances. Things that predate both of us.”My jaw tightened. “Names.”“Not yet,” he said. “But I know thisMarcus is still moving.”As if summoned by the truth, my thoughts drifted to him.Far away.Smiling.Planning.Ethan continued. “If you renounce her, they win. If you don’t, they will try to destroy you.”“I already know the cost,” I said.“Do you?” Ethan asked softly. “

CHAPTER 38 “False Mercy”“You want me to lie,” I said.He smiled. “We want you to be free.”Freedom.That word tasted bitter.I leaned back. “And if I don’t?”Another elder spoke. “Then the trial proceeds. Publicly.”I met his eyes. “So this is not mercy.”“It is an offer,” he replied.I nodded slowly. “An offer with a knife behind it.”No one argued.They waited.I thought of Adrian. His voice. His stubborn hope. His choice.I swallowed. “If I confess, what happens to him?”Silence again.That was enough to answer.“You will step down quietly,” the first elder said. “He will resume his duties without distraction.”I smiled. “You want me erased.”“We want peace,” he said.“You want control,” I corrected.His jaw tightened. “Careful.”“Or what?” I asked. “You’ll lock me back up?”Another elder leaned forward. “The public is restless. They want closure.”I tilted my head. “You mean they want a villain.”“Yes,” he said simply. “And you fit.”The truth landed hard.I stood. “I will not

CHAPTER 40 “Exile”I did not scream when the sentence was spoken.I stood still.I breathed once.I listened.“Exile,” the voice said again, louder this time, as if the word needed to be forced into my skin. “Immediate. Permanent. Beyond the borders.”For a moment, the room felt unreal. Not silent. Not loud. Just wrong.I looked straight ahead. I refused to beg.Adrian’s breath broke beside me.“No,” he said. One word. Raw. “You promised a fair judgment.”A bitter laugh followed. “She lives. That is mercy.”Mercy.The word tasted false.I finally turned my head. I met Adrian’s eyes. He looked shattered. Not weak. Just broken in a way that scared me.“This was never justice,” he said. “This is punishment for defying you.”“You abdicated,” Marcus replied calmly. “You gave up your voice.”Adrian stepped forward. “I stepped aside to protect her. Not to hand you the throne.”Marcus smiled. Slow. Controlled. “And yet, here we are.”My hands clenched. I spoke before Adrian could lose himsel