The Trial of Innocence
Lisa’s stance.
“I’m sorry, Finn,” I said, tears streaming down my face. “I should have listened to you. I need to see her. I need to see mother.”
“Hehe.” He let out a laugh, though it sounded more like a cry of horror and pain. “My mother isn’t in the kingdom. She left.”
“What?” I opened my eyes in horror. “Where is she?” I cried out, rushing towards his father. “Where’s mother? She’s the only one who can prove my innocence.”
“Go away. Do not touch me with your filthy hand,” he snarled with a warning. “My wife’s whereabouts are none of your business.”
I collapsed to the ground, realizing I had brought this upon myself. Why did I not listen and stay away? I cried out in frustration.
“Finn!” I bawled. My tears streamed out of my eyes. He looked at me with an unr
