#Chapter 92 The Evidence

“Prince Kaine, you truly had no idea of the suspicions of Laramie Bell before he was arrested?” the King asks, doubt lacing his tone. “Truly, Father, My King, I swear to you that I had no idea that Mr. Bell was even under the Crown’s suspicion.” The King opens his mouth to say more, but the Queen interrupts before he gets the chance. “Northing more than a slight error most likely led to the protection of the monarchy. If Prince Kaine would have known about Laramie Bell, then who’s to say that he wouldn’t have made it a priority to make sure the evidence against him would be destroyed? Then we would’ve never known about his own crimes and we could very well be dead or close to it by now.” “King,” I speak up. “If I may.” It’s a gamble to speak out of turn in the Court, but to me, the Queen is making a lot of accusations without anything to back it up. A hush falls over the room, quieting the whispers that rippled around the room while the King and Queen had gone back and forth