A Mate To Three Alpha Heirs novel Chapter 212

{Third Person}

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The young waiter was escorted in. His eyes were wide, and his face pale as his hands trembled.

Then, his gaze darted nervously from the Vice-Chancellor to Kaelis… until it landed on Regina and stayed there.

The Vice Chancellor noticed at once. “You recognize someone here,” she said calmly.

The waiter swallowed hard. “Yes,” he whispered.

Regina’s breath stuttered.

Kaelis’s voice cut through the tension like a blade. “Point to them.”

The waiter hesitated, his face contorted by fear, guilt, and panic. Then, slowly, his hand lifted and pointed directly at Regina.

Almost immediately, a collective gasp rippled through the room.

“That’s her,” he said, voice shaking now. “She was the one who approached me. She told me which drink to serve. She said the guest was important.”

Regina recoiled as if struck. “You are lying!” she snapped. “I’ve never spoken to you in my life!”

The waiter flinched but shook his head. “I’m not lying. You gave me every instruction, and I carried them out. And you even said no one would trace it back to me.”

Silence slammed down.

Regina’s composure fractured. “This is absurd,” she said sharply, turning to the Vice Chancellor. “You’re taking the word of a servant over mine?”

Soraya stepped forward. “A servant with nothing to gain.”

Nyra’s eyes narrowed. “And everything to lose by lying.”

Regina’s fists clenched. “I hate Elira. I admit that. But I did not poison her.”

The Vice Chancellor regarded her for a long moment, then spoke. “There is a way to end this.”

Then, she turned to the guard. “Bring the Veritas Seal.”

A low murmur rippled through the room. Regina stiffened. “That won’t be necessary—”

“It is,” the Vice Chancellor said firmly.

The seal was brought and placed between them, glowing faintly as ancient magic stirred.

The Vice Chancellor’s voice was calm, unforgiving. “Regina Shaw. Under oath and truth-binding magic, did you orchestrate the poisoning of Elira Shaw?”

Regina opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Her lips trembled lightly as her entire face drained of colour.

Then the seal flared bright, and immediately, Regina screamed.

“I DIDN’T MEAN FOR HER TO DIE!” she sobbed suddenly, the words tearing out of her. “I just wanted to ruin her, humiliate her, and take everything from her like she took everything from me!”

Instantly, the room erupted. Kaelis stepped back in disgust.

The Vice Chancellor closed her eyes once, grim. “That is sufficient.”

—

By nightfall, the King was informed.

He listened in silence as the Vice Chancellor presented every finding—the waiter’s testimony, the truth-binding seal, and Regina’s confession.

When she finished, the King stood. His voice carried finality.

“Regina Shaw abused her authority, endangered a student’s life, and brought disgrace upon ESA and the Crown. She will be punished heavily for her crimes.”

Then he turned to the Vice-Chancellor, ”

***

The next morning, ESA gathered beneath grey skies.

The courtyard was packed. Every tier, every stairway, every open arch of ESA was crowded with students, professors, parents, and visiting dignitaries.

A restless murmur filled the air—unease mixed with anticipation—until the Vice Chancellor raised her hand.

Silence fell like a blade.

“Students of ESA,” she said, her voice carrying effortlessly across the open grounds, “what you are about to witness is not merely punishment. It is accountability.”

A ripple of tension moved through the crowd. Then Regina Shaw was brought onto the raised platform.

Gone was the flawless posture. Gone was the sharp confidence that once made first-years bow their heads when she passed.

Regina’s hair was dishevelled, her eyes swollen and red, and her hands trembling at her sides.

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