...Meaning that apart from Soren, Devon, Scarvguard, and the lady in red, the rest of the court were in an entirely different location, simply projected here.
Soren looked around; he did not recognize these people.
What was so important about his trial that they all came?
Well, not all of them. He could see one person he recognized. Far at the back.
Boyed.
This was the first time Soren was in a law court, but it was not as if he had not heard about them in school.
Far off to his left were a group of people he easily assumed should be the jury, and on the other side—
Shit
He cursed. He had seen that family emblem before. It sat proudly on the left side of a blonde woman's chest.
The Ivory noble family.
The moment Soren and Devon took their seats at the table, the bailiff spoke up.
"All rise for the High council of the Imperial Soulforge Academy."
