The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Harry's POV:

Sylvia was brought to the center of the trial platform. Laura raised her hand, signaling the crowd to quiet down.

Then the judge took to the podium with a large stack of paperwork in hand and began reading the charges against Sylvia. "Sylvia Todd colluded with the black witch and wreaked havoc in the imperial palace. She manipulated the servants with witchcraft to poison the lycan king. She even hurt Prince Rufus, causing him to fall into a coma. To this day, he is still unconscious. There is no way to dispute the evidence at this point, so she will be sentenced to death and executed immediately."

The crowd broke into discussions upon hearing the judge. Before the announcement, they thought it was all just a rumor. But now that the charges were announced, it proved all the suspicions.

"I told you she was the mastermind behind everything, but some of you didn't believe me. You should be ashamed of yourself."

"How dare she poison our king? She deserves to die ten thousand times."

"What a cunning woman! Prince Rufus was going to marry her. Maybe the baby in her belly is not his. How else could the queen have the heart to sentence her to death?"

"She is so good at pretending! We were all cheated by her before. Maybe she killed those soldiers in the forbidden forest too and pinned the blame on Prince Richard."

going on? How could these idiots think Sylvia was to blame

more and more infuriated as I listened. Sylvia was not an absolutely vile human being. Even though she had significantly contributed to this country, her efforts were disregarded. She was now a sinner, permanently

ready to take action," Joanna whispered in my ear

charge and waited for

out the smoke and flash bombs that I had already prepared from my pocket, preparing to create a

gracefully from her chair and took two steps forward. She showed no emotions on her face as if she was indifferent to life. Even though Sylvia was pregnant with Rufus' child,

and think she was a righteous Queen.

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