Third PersonThe moment Liora whispered "I won't die," her voice came out a little louder than she'd anticipated, and everyone turned. They quickly noticed her pale face, her trembling hands now in Emade's grip, squeezing even harder. Her jaw was clenched so tight her gaze pierced like a double-edged sword."My queen," one of the black witches instantly stood, but Liora held up a hand, stopping her. "I... am okay," she said through gritted teeth. Everyone could tell she wasn't; the trial could be put on hold."Sis... please, big brother will kill me if anything happens to you," Emade cried."We can withhold the trial, Luna," Merlin took a step forward, but Liora quickly pointed at him, stopping him."No," she groaned painfully, her voice barely above a whisper. "I won't allow my child to be born with such disaster lurking around," she said, teeth clenched. "Proceed." She roared, her eyes darkening as Ora came forward, her pheromones sweeping through the entire arena, the pressure suff
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