DahliaI didn’t need a soothsayer to know how badly the trial was going.Every time I looked at the judges, I saw the same thing—doubt. Aaron had lied to their faces, presented manufactured evidence, and somehow made himself look like the concerned husband while I appeared to be the unstable woman making false accusations. The worst part was that it was working.Afterward, I sat in my room with my arms folded tightly, replaying the trial in my head. Maeve’s face kept coming back to me, especially the moment she turned away and told the judges Aaron was right. I couldn’t understand it. I had trusted her. She had been there when I was locked away, and I believed she would tell the truth when it mattered.A knock pulled me from my thoughts.“Come in,” I called absentmindedly.The door opened, and Zevran stepped inside. One look at me, and his expression changed.“We need to go somewhere today,” he said.I looked up, irritation flashing through me. “We can’t go anywhere today, Zevran. We’
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