#Chapter 157: My Lips Are Sealed

Charles and I were midway through dinner when the door to the apartment burst open, and five officers stormed in, weapons raised. “What’s the meaning of this?” Charles demanded. At the same time, both David and Theo jumped into action but were brushed aside by the officers. The one toward the back stepped forward, holstering his gun. “Elena Laurentia?” he asked. “Yes?” I answered, unable to feel my lips. “You are hereby under arrest for crimes against the king, Orlune, and the government.” I looked over at Theo, who mouthed the words, “Don’t say anything.” I nodded and sat very still in my chair, just waiting for them to make their next move. When I didn’t try anything or protest in any way, that officer came forward, pulling handcuffs from his belt. He drew me out of the chair by my arm and cuffed my wrists together behind me. The cold metal of the handcuffs bit into my wrists as he clamped them down. I gulped back tears, trying to focus on my companions and on Charles. Charl