Livia smirked. “So says every thief.”
She placed the law-stone back on its pedestal. the judge
“Kael,” she said softly, “did you ever touch this cup?” Livia smirked
In the high, shadowed chamber of the Court of Final Silences, Judge Elara Thorne sat alone. Her robe was not black, but the deep grey of a winter storm, and her bench was carved from a single slab of petrified oak—a wood that remembered every plea ever whispered before it. ” she said softly
She was the last judge in the city of Veridiana, the only one who had not been bought, threatened, or retired into comfortable cowardice. Her reputation was a simple one: She hears the truth no one else will speak.