CHAPTER 6

  Elena's POV

  I decided to make a move and talk sense into him before the case continued.

  "Dad, please temper justice with mercy," I told him as I took his hands with cold trembling fingers. Whatever judgment he gave today was most likely going to backfire.

  "Mercy is for the weak, child. I'm not some pathetic excuse of a leader, I was given the title of the Dark Lord for a reason," He told me, cupped my face and gave a small reassuring smile before resuming the case.

  "Before I pronounce judgment, I will like the forensics examiner to tell us her diagnosis." Dad nudged his head towards a young witch wearing a lab coat, surgical gloves, and goggles.

  The young witch walked towards the front and the name tag on her breast pocket read 'Megan.'

  "According to the forensics report, the deceased body's heart was pulled out by force and that happened many hours ago." She adjusted her glasses and continued.