CHAPTER 55
The Light Room shimmered around them. The floral scent of flowers lingered in the air, the beauty, there was a stillness that chilled Grace, It was too quiet.
Parkston's half-bandaged arm hung at his side, barely able to move, he didn't meet anyone's eyes, not even Grace's. And at the time, his strength had faded.
King Charlenugo raised his hand and the doors to the Light Room sealed shut behind them with a resounding thud.
He turned toward Parkston, who knelt silently. "You confessed to the murder of Nuel, a soldier but wasn't citizen of this kingdom. You claimed it was done not out of rage, but for the sake of someone who no longer lives. And yet", the King narrowed his eyes, "you did not name her fully, nor explain your reasons with clarity."
The light in the room shifted subtly, dimming just enough to cast a slight shadow over Parkston, meanwhile Grace took a shaky breath.
