Silver Queen of Lunar Ridge
"Evangeline Cross, the images show disgraceful, explicit acts. As a work-study student living in the Principal’s tower, your behavior reflects directly on the administration. What do you have to say before we vote on your permanent expulsion?"
Chloe Mercer, sitting in the public gallery behind Eva, clutched her hands tightly, her eyes filled with deep worry.
Eva did not flinch. She took three slow, calm steps forward toward the high table of judges.
"I say that those pictures are total fabrications, Vice Principal Harold," Eva answered. Her simple English was clear, steady, and loud enough for everyone to hear. "And I am here to prove it myself."
Lady Sterling let out a sharp, cruel laugh. "