KING LEONIDAS' POV Trials were a boring chore. My least favorite way to get the truth out of anyone. I preferred practical methods. That got the truth out of anyone faster than anyone could blink. But as king, presiding over trials was my duty. And duty was like a chain around my legs, pulling me where I didn't want to go. "My king" Richard called, drawing my attention back to the present and I glanced at him. "Bring them in" I ordered. The entrance door opened and the traitors were brought in, bound in chains. My eyes didn't linger on them, it shifted to the girl cowering at the back. Plain as the wall, she tried to blend in. Go unnoticed under my gaze but her efforts were useless. I found her easily. Again, I wondered what it was about her that drew my attention. She was simple, uncouth, and a liar. All the things that I hated. 'Her fierceness' my beast whispered with a hunger that rivaled his desire on a full moon. It was cute at first I'd admit. I found it irritating
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