Call Of Brindelier (Keepers Of The Wellsprings Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
I could close my eyes while sitting here and still see every detail in the frames around the narrow, bright windows. Every unusual pit in the stone of the walls, every carving of past judges engraved in the massive columns is etched into my memory. Their faces, young and smooth or rough and wrinkled gaze across the vast hall, stern and sober, the weight of justice as heavy on their shoulders as it is on my own. I’ve spent so many endless hours here on my feet, testifying and listening to others’ testimonies against the Prince, but I’ve never seen these intimidating halls as full as they are today. Rows of benches line the Walk of Justice like the aisle of a cathedral. The closer one sits to the front, the more important their rank in the trial at hand. I sit on the first bench. Right behind me I feel the presence of my guild: Mum and Da, Mya, Bryse, Cort, Donal, even Elliot has come in from his trek in the woods to witness the verdict. Thankfully, I’m not alone on my bench.
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