"Shut up, Emma!" Lazarus growled. "You don't have to say anything."
"Why not?" Viktor countered. "She will answer to this court and since she was a witness, her answer will hold the final weight. She has to answer!"
A growl escaped Lazarus's chest and he came to stand in front of her as if to protect her. "I brought her here because it was desired by you, but you cannot force her into being a witness. She has the right to choose otherwise."
Emma knew why Lazarus was shielding her. He was afraid that she would go against him. Or was he really protecting her? Confusion warred with anxiety on the inside. She lowered her head as more tears rolled out. She clasped her hands as Lazarus stood like a rock in front of her.
"In that case, I have no choice but to send you to the dungeons, Lazarus!" King Viktor growled. "And I have my men to torture you to find out the truth. You have killed two of my sons and I won't take it lightly."
