Too Late For Regret: My Dragon Lord

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caught in my throat, and I felt my bones groan under the weight of it.

forced my spine straight. My legs felt like they might giv

and adrenaline, I told myself, the doctor in my

?" I taunted, a smirk playing on my lips. "Is this how a Dr

ant. To kill an unarmed woman in front of his men sim

eason. A justifiable

ion in his eyes.

thing calm and formal. "I will say it again. I did

ook of a startled deer. "Lady Catharine, you claim y

e nodding. "Yes, Florence. I... I didn't me

ell us all. When was this? Which stabl

d for a public cross-examination. Her lie w

was yesterday afternoon..

terday afternoon, I was with Aethan in our room all day becaus

true, my Lord! The mistress and the yo

urther. She hadn't expected m

aelus, I... I must have been mistaken about the time... But I t

t me. "Enough! Everyone knows Catharine's kindness. She

looks like. Logic is useless against it. I had to negot

et's say I am guilty." I took a deep breath and played my

ned, not un

d who couldn't even control his own wife. And my son," I glanced at Aethan, "

He didn't care about Aethan's life, but

just need two days. Within two days, I will find concrete evidence of who frame

d in two days, but I needed time. Time to treat

lent, weighin

is sleeve. "Caelus, don't listen to

the matter, Lady Catharine? Are

, able only to look at C

ying woman couldn't cause much trouble anyway, and grantin

et two days from now, if you cannot produce your evidenc

The dragons in the den

yself a shallow breath of relief, a maid ran frantical

Master Aidan... he's suddenly develope