THE LIE
The weight of her confession hung heavy in the air, disbelief etched into every face.
“When Sylvester came back,alive, sane, and stronger! I was consumed with jealousy! My plans... my perfect plans were crumbling!” Her voice cracked, and she began pacing like a madwoman. “So I went back to the native doctor. I begged him!begged him!, for something stronger. He gave me a powdered liquid, a poison! He said if I could get Sylvester to drink it, he would lose his mind forever!”
“But I couldn’t get close to Sylvester. I had no way to slip it into his food or drink. So I used her!” She jabbed a finger in Scarlet’s direction at the dungeon. “Scarlet My little puppet. My scapegoat.”