Kira's POV

I pulled a long smile as he sat down on the chair. Just how I like it. He deserves to sit down on the chair over and over again. I checked my white-painted fingernails as I watched and observed each of their moves. Their countenances, their actions. I noticed all. Everywhere was silent.

Elder Blake understood the message, he didn't talk either and I loved it. Marcus kept looking and the fear in his eyes was obvious. He knew I could order his death sentence if I wanted to because he deserved it.

I leaned forward and rested my elbows on the table and placed my chin on...