I’ve always considered myself the mistress of my own fate, but in a single moment everything collapses: the crown falls into the mud, and with it—my magic, my old life, and my right to be free. Now I have to prove my innocence in a murder at any cost, otherwise they’ll simply erase me from this world.
- What a twist… - draws out the short-haired lawman with a poisonous sneer, appraising me with a contemptuous look of steel eyes. There’s a sharp, cutting cold in them, and I involuntarily shiver. – It looks like I’ll have to arrest you, Claire, - he leans closer and, with obvious pleasure, adds. – You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this. Not even the best lawyer—will pull you out of this mess.