The three most powerful judges in the Fairy Realm were left in a state of stunned, baffled silence. Gilda walked back to her team and took her place, her face have a mask of stoic calm, as if she had just finished reporting on the weather.
The heavy silence stretched on, broken only by the sharp, decisive scratch of a quill. It was the Adjudicator of Procedure, Scribonia, who had recovered first. She made a final, meticulous note on her shimmering clipboard. Beside her, Valerius the Inflexible looked like he was suffering through the worst headache in legal history, his logical mind struggling to find a bylaw covering "the correct oil treatment for axe hafts."
Having finished her note, Scribonia looked up from her clipboard, her gaze sweeping over the remaining members of the group. "The testimony of the warrior has been… noted," she said, her voice flat and cold. "The Bureau requires further data. We will continue. The rogue, please step forward."
