The members of the Great Council were slowly leaving the room. Sariel stood up and silently observed them leave. He was clenching his fists, his face revealing a faint smile, proof of his satisfaction. I kept sitting in the uncomfortable, massive chair while my heart thundered. I felt like I had just dodged a bullet. My hands were still shaking, even though I kept telling myself that it was all over.
Soon, Sariel, Mr. Gotha, and I were the only ones in the courtroom. I locked my eyes on Sariel until he finally looked at me. He smirked and walked over to my seat.
"You used me." I glared at him while getting up.
"I didn't use you. Our reasons might have been different, but the goal was the same." He shrugged.
"Do you have any idea how terrified I was? You should have at least told me something about your plan… And who is that Judge Calvet?!" I burst out.
"Dominique Calvet is my sister," he stated calmly.
"So you could have told me that she would fake that test! I was freaking out- "
"I didn't fake it." Dominique chuckled while entering the courtroom through the side door.
She changed her clothes; she was now wearing a sexy, fitted burgundy dress with a deep neckline. She glided in her Louboutins straight towards me and curiously looked me up and down.
"I used my full strength to get into your mind, but it just didn't work." Her cold honesty brought chills down my spine.
"B-because I'm human?" I asked nervously.
"Of course not!" She laughed. "It should have made your head explode, but I already figured that you were somehow protected after hearing Sariel declare his "I don't care" statement." She winked at her brother.
I became speechless. There was no doubt that they were family. She showed the same attitude I had seen from her brother. She walked closer to say hello to Mr. Gotha while Sariel leaned against the table, crossing his hands on his chest.
"We should have gone home. We need to celebrate this." He grinned at his sister and me.
It seemed like a heavy weight was being lifted off of his shoulders. Despite the fact that I had yet to calm down after what had happened, I could imagine myself relieved as well. I did all I could to avenge Carla and the others. I hoped that those responsible for their deaths would suffer the same kind of agonizing pain right before dying.
"Let's get going already. I have Grand Cru's Pinot Noir in my car, the whole box of it." Dominique giggled; she clearly was in the mood to celebrate.
"I guess you came prepared. Were you that convinced that we would win?" Sariel smirked at her.
"I trust my younger brother. I knew you wouldn't let me down. You even knew that Ms. Leber saw that disgusting wolf at the banquet," she claimed proudly.
"I didn't." He smirked.
"What?!" Dominique and I called out simultaneously.
"I took a gamble and it worked." He put a cunning smile on his face.
"And what would happen if I didn't see him there?!" I asked, unable to understand his carefree attitude.
"Well, Leo would have tortured the wolf a little more, and he would have confessed. It would work either way," he tossed nonchalantly, then started walking towards the door.
Mr. Gotha, Dominique and I followed him. Mr. Gotha sped up to match his pace with Sariel's, while I stayed with Dominique two steps behind.
"You are quite irresistible, you know? I could munch you…" Dominique murmured while leaning over to sniff my neck.
I stepped away from her, smiling awkwardly.
"Relax, I'm not going to bite you. I only wanted to say that you smell awfully good." She snorted, "I'm not going to challenge the level of my brother's possessiveness. I don't have a death wish."
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