Irene glared at the mixed blood fairy. Who was she to order her? Nothing but a mixed blood. She shrieked when she felt her body rise up from the chair and her hands raise of their own volition. "What are you doing, unhand me now. How dare you use your magic on me?" she screamed as her hands landed on the sword, pinned in place. As hard as she struggled, she couldn't get free. She glared at the mixed blood, breathing hard as she continued to struggle.

"Did you intend to kill Justine Theroux, with full knowledge of the law, when you went to her home?" May asked, placing her...