Chapter 75: Harwin’s Trial

The grand hall of the palace was filled with an uneasy silence, broken only by the soft murmurs of the assembled nobles and the shuffling of guards. Light streamed through the tall stained-glass windows, casting fragmented colors on the stone floor. The chamber, normally a place of political debates and royal decrees, had been transformed into a courtroom.

At the center of the room stood Harwin, bound in chains. His once-proud posture was now stooped, his face pale but set in a mask of defiance. Surrounding him were the nobles of Winter's Crown, their faces a mixture of curiosity, fear, and anger.

Damien stood near the king's throne, his steel-gray eyes fixed on Harwin. Beside him were Amara and Carys, their expressions reflecting the gravity of the moment.

The king raised his hand, silencing the room. His voice echoed with authority as he addressed the gathered court.