Chapter 339: What… What Am I Seeing?

His eyes widened. Time froze.

Karen.

She was being escorted in, head low, shoulders straight, face unreadable.

John couldn’t move.

What… what am I seeing?

Is my mind playing tricks on me? Isn’t she a prisoner like me? Or

But then King Eglon’s voice sliced through the air like a blade.

“Come over here, my dear,” he said, eyes gleaming with triumph.

But Karen didn’t move.

She stood frozen, her feet glued to the floor as if rooted by guilt. She could feel John’s eyes burning into her, full of confusion, betrayal… and hurt.

Her heart pounded. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

King Eglon had promised. He said no one would ever know. He said he would cover it all up, release them the next day, cancel the death sentence, pretend none of this had happened.

So why was he exposing her now?

Why now?

The king glanced over and noticed her hesitation. His expression darkened for a moment before he waved a lazy hand at the guard beside her. The man stepped forward and gave her a rough shove toward the center of the throne room.

Karen stumbled, then steadied herself, but still kept her head down, her shoulder length hair falling like a curtain over her face.

John stared at her, unmoving.

He didn’t speak.

He didn’t blink.

enough, he could find some version

refused to look

She couldn’t.

Not now.

with that look in his

friend?” King Eglon said casually, though his smile was as cold as ice. “Come now.

fake kindness dropped from his

I’m not stupid,” the king said, his voice sharp and mocking. “You were lying, weren’t

in the prison… So dramatic. So loyal. I almost believed

forward on his throne, resting his chin

asked, eyes gleaming. “Tell me, John. I’m so very curious.

jaw, but inside, his world was

head and looked

It was over.

plan had

betrayal, play the role of a desperate coward in order to earn King Eglon’s trust. Then, from the

that there was

traitor who had already handed them over long before he ever stepped into the throne

his chest. His

because of the

because of

the

Karen.

Not just anyone.

Not just a friend.

whenever she smiled, whenever she walked into the room. But he never said a word, because she had always been drawn

Everyone knew it.

that things could work between

He respected Abuchi.

He loved Karen.

own happiness if it meant she could have

Ruth instead… for a moment, just a moment, hope had bloomed in John’s

himself: Maybe… maybe after the war. Maybe when Karen gives up on Abuchi… maybe

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