The official trial notice came the next evening. Jorick explained that it wasn't for a couple of hours.
"We're not that important," he joked.
As she ate her toast he went over what was going to happen. "It should be very short. This time the law is on our side. They may love red tape here, but they also enjoy clinging to the letter of the law."
She swallowed the dry bread and asked, "What about Micah?"
"He's held for assaulting two guards. He'll have his own trial."
"Oh."
The hours slipped past and when the time drew near Jorick led her to the Lesser Council's chambers. They were ushered through the antechamber with the advice, "Take a seat."