The serving woman obeyed, tugging the arm of the young mother, who called out another string of words, eyes circling the room, begging one of us to understand her, only to meet blank stares. Finally, she followed the other woman out of the room with shoulders hunched in defeat.
I glanced at Gideon again. He stood, still impassive, staring at the departing prince.
The day was over.
Gideon had borne witness, but found nothing. If this last situation wasn’t enough to sway him, nothing would be.
I felt my own shoulders curve inward in disappointment. All those years of searching for nothing. Justice would never come. Prince Dev would never be forced to face his crimes.
I opened my mouth to call the others, but Gideon clamped a hand on my shoulder. His sharp blue eyes met mine, and a cold fury burned within them that I hadn’t noticed. “I have borne witness,” he said in an icy tone I’d never heard before. “And I have seen enough.”
CHAPTER 34
Kadin
THE WORLD FLASHED AROUNDme in a dizzying fashion.
My stomach revolted.
I focused on not throwing up on the scuffed wooden floor.
Wood?
The castle floors were marble.
The room spun as I looked up and my confusion only added to my nausea.
We stood in a small, cramped room with one tiny window. The sandstone color of the carved-out walls and ceiling reminded me of the Red Rose.
Was this—I glanced around to find the bed on one side, a table and chairs on the other—yes. This was Gideon’s room.
Groans came from my men where we all hunched over the floor.
Gideon must have caught Bosh and Arie before they left the castle; they both crouched in front of me.
Bosh held his stomach with one hand and his mouth with the other, while Arie leaned against the wall.
