Chapter 77

Gradel

My father's burial was done in a hushed manner and today when I was supposed to rest from a backlog of stress that had piled up during the week and have a sober reflection, my mind was dominated with thoughts of yesterday's events.

I was bothered by the accusations made at her and it was hard for me to believe that she could do such a thing. She might be innocent—no, she should be innocent but all evidence pointed toward her and sadly, I didn't know how to defend her.

The guard that Hegar had spoken to concerning my father's death approached me, his gait slow and...