Both pairs of eyes found Isadora who was standing there in complete trauma. She protested through sobs. "I didn't do anything! Your Majesty, he is lying!"
She stumbled toward Oberon and grabbed his hands with the desperation of a woman watching her last thread of hope unravel. "Tell me, Your Highness. Please tell me this is all an act. Tell me this is some cruel test or a prank designed to see how I would react. Tell me this is your plan to wake me up from this nightmare. Because I cannot take it anymore."
Damian's voice cut through the chamber with the authority of a judge passing a sentence that had already been decided. "Enough."
Both of them went stiff.
Damian walked between the two of them. But before he could speak, Oberon beat him to it. His voice was begging now.
