Samantha
After King Lionel had asked Vera if she had proof, she lifted her chin and met his gaze without flinching. "Yes, Your Majesty. I have proof."
The room fell into a tense silence. I could feel the walls closing in around me, the air growing thick and suffocating. King Lionel's eyes narrowed, his fingers drumming against the armrest of his throne. "Okay? Where is your proof?"
Vera clasped her hands before her, her voice steady and calm. "There are books buried in Samantha's room. Dangerous books. Forbidden books. Books that contain knowledge on how to destroy the royal bloodline. She has been planning to take out the princes with dangerous things one by one until there is no one left. She intends to wipe the Cunningham name from existence."
A collective gasp rippled through the hall. I could feel the weight of every gaze upon me, heavy with suspicion and judgment. My heart hammered against my ribs, and I could barely breathe. This was madness. Complete and utter madness.
