'Plea?'
Kira repeated in her head as she narrowed her gaze.
'That wasn't part of the plan.'
It was rather simple, really.
The King chooses one of his High Table members to call out the charges, then he finalises it by pronouncing him guilty of all charges and sentencing him to death.
'None of it was meant to be just.'
Her gaze slowly drifted down the hall.
Facing them directly on a higher pulpit than the rest was the L.A.W.
And all her answers came from them.
Their presence alone was enough to hinder their plans.
'So he has to appease the L.A.W. one way or the other…'
The King was one thing, as their lineage was chosen by the goddess to lead them for centuries to come, but the L.A.W. had been another.
Something quite different.
They were chosen by a past King and bestowed the higher regard when it came to law-making and judicial decisions.
This was done to check future corruption in place.
'One would say the Royal Household had been once just…'
