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Chapter 592: The Defense has... One More Witness

The hall was still echoing with Daniel's final words when a chair scraped sharply against the stone floor. Heads

turned as a young woman rose from the defense bench. Lora, the housekeeper’s second daughter.

She gripped the edge of the table for a moment, gathering herself, then stepped forward. Her hands trembled,

but her voice rang out with a strength that surprised many.

"Your Honors. Everyone in this hall." Her eyes swept over the room, stopping briefly on the PrMinister, then

Daniel. "I am not just here as a trained lawyer or as a subject of his highness but also as a daughter."

A murmur rose in the chamber. A few of the younger servants lowered their eyes, unwilling to meet her gaze.

"My father is many things, strict, demanding, sometimes even harsh. But a poisoner? A traitor? No." Her voice

cracked slightly, but she pressed on.

"He has served this household longer than most of us have been alive. He raisedand my siblings under this

roof while giving his life to protect His Highness’s. And now you askto believe that the man who regards his

highness highly, taughthonesty, who punishedwhen | lied, who would rather starve than steal, suddenly

decided to betray everything he stood for?"

Lora turned toward the bottle placed on the evidence table. Her jaw tightened. "You call that proof? A single

bottle found in a pantry anyone can access? A recording from a hidden camera, conveniently placed and

conveniently checked only after suspicion fell? Tell me, what loyal servant would stand openly over His

Highness'’s food to pour poison if he truly wished him harm? Who poisons slowly, in plain sight, instead of striking

cleanly if their heart is so dark?"

Several attendants shifted uneasily at her words. A few exchanged quick looks, as though the question had

forced them to reconsider.

"My father is no fool," Lora said fiercely, her eyes flashing. "If he wanted to betray, he would not be so clumsy.

The truth is simpler, uglier: someone is framing him. Someone who knew the court would believe the worst. And

now we are so desperate for answers that we'll sacrifice a loyal man to protect our fear."

The PrMinister's brow furrowed, though he said nothing.

Lora’s voice softened suddenly. Her eyes shimmered as she looked at the crowd, then at the bench where her

father stood in chains. "I cannot stand here and tell you who the real culprit is. | cannot unravel plots spun in the

dark. But | can tell you this: my father is innocent. And if you condemn him today, you will not just destroy a

man, you will stain Riverum’s honor by silencing loyalty in favor of convenience."

Her last words shook with emotion. "My father does not deserve this. Please... see the man, not the lie placed

before you."

The hall was silent. Too silent.

Sof the servants looked stricken, blinking rapidly to hold back tears. Others clenched their fists, torn

between reason and the rawness of her plea. The nobles sat stiff, masks of neutrality on their faces, though their

eyes betrayed flickers of doubt.

And Nnenna... she sat frozen, heart pounding. She could see the conflict breaking across the room. Logic against

love. Proof against loyalty. Truth against appearances.

The air itself seemed to tighten, waiting for the hammer of judgment to fall.

"Barrister Lora" Daniel called out almost unwillingly. "You seem to have forgotten that another bottle was found

on him at the tof arrest and another in his room when it was searched. What explanation do you have for

that?"

Silence

Lora had no words.

The evidence was just too strong.

And so, she slowly sat down in defeat.

Seeing this, the PrMinister slowly sat up on his seat. His expression was carved in stone, his voice calm but

cold.

"We have heard enough," he declared, his gaze sweeping across the crowded hall. "The evidence is clear, the

testimonies are damning, and the suspicions undeniable. It grieves me, yes, it grieves me, that such betrayal

could cfrom one so trusted. But Riverum’s justice must be blind to sentiment."

A low ripple ran through the crowd. The housekeeper’s shoulders sagged, nanny, his daughters clutched each

other’s hands tightly.

The PrMinister lifted the gavel, wooden mallet poised above the circle on the desk. "For attempted regicide,

the punishment can be no less than death. The court shall—"

"Your Honor!"

The voice rang sharp, respectful, but firm enough to cut through the silence.

All eyes snapped to Nnenna, who had risen from her seat.

"The defense," she said, her chin lifted, "has one more witness to call to the stand."

A gasp rippled through the courtroom.

Daniel slammed a hand on the table. "Objection! This is absurd! The defense has already rested its case. We will

not allow a child to—"

"Order," the PrMinister barked, though his brow twitched with irritation. His gaze bore into Nnenna. "One

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Nnenna nodded once in thanks. Then she took a step forward, her voice steady as she declared:

"| call... the housekeeper to the stand."

The words rang through the hall like a bell struck in silence.

Gasps rippled across the court. Heads turned sharply. Whispers swelled like a restless tide.

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