Author's Note: Unedited Chapter
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Angy was expecting Jack to be here so she didn't understand why he was running late and now the trial was about to begin.
The chief judge was an elderly woman with a regal bearing and flowing white robes. She proceeded to call the court to order.
Her voice echoed through the hall, commanding immediate silence.
"Order in the court," she announced, her tone firm. "We are here today to address the charges against Gustav Crimson. The prosecution may begin."
The lead prosecutor, a sharp-featured man with a calculating gaze, stood and approached the front.
His name was Veran Kess, known for his ruthlessness in the courtroom. He wore a black suit that contrasted starkly with his pale skin, and his eyes glittered with a cold, determined light.