Valka
When Rafael's guards come to get me, I am ready for a world class act. Kohl runs down my face in streaks. My hair disheveled from running my fingers through every second. My clothes are stained with dust, my nails broken. And my eyes are filled with sorrow and anger.
Before his summoned court, I am forced to my knees.
The air swells with formidable pressure and I pray to the gods that Rafael is stupid enough to eat the words right out of my mouth.
"How do you plead?" he repeats, voice echoing through the chamber of his great hall.
I raise my head, furious tears filling my eyes. "How could you?"
Rafael pauses. His dark brows furrow with confusion. Every member of his court freezes at the dastard question flung out at him in the open. Lilith who sits beside him has enough sense to look worried.
"Excuse me?"
