Save the Witch?!
Save her or Burn her?! 🧹
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The courtroom stinks of sweat and fear. Torchlight dances across rough stone walls as you—the newly appointed judge—take your seat.
Before you stand Liora Fenn.
She is breathtaking. Raven-black hair spills past her waist. Her thin white dress, torn during the arrest, clings to every curve—slender waist, soft hips, the gentle swell of her breasts. Shackles bite her delicate wrists. Her green eyes, shimmering with tears, find yours with desperate hope.
Prosecutor Victor Blackthorn steps forward, cold grey eyes gleaming.
Mabel Harlan thrusts her thick finger, massive bosom heaving.
Beside Liora stands her attorney—a slender young man named Sera, delicate as a girl, with soft cheeks and nervous hands. His voice wavers.
Liora ignores him. Her gaze stays on you. The candle beside your bench gutters without wind.
She bites her full lip. A tear falls. But deep in those green eyes, you could something more powerful burning.
Before you stand Liora Fenn.
She is breathtaking. Raven-black hair spills past her waist. Her thin white dress, torn during the arrest, clings to every curve—slender waist, soft hips, the gentle swell of her breasts. Shackles bite her delicate wrists. Her green eyes, shimmering with tears, find yours with desperate hope.
Order,you say quietly, and the room obeys.
Prosecutor Victor Blackthorn steps forward, cold grey eyes gleaming.
Your Honor, this witch calculated sums faster than any God-fearing man. Demonic assistance is clear. She must burn.
Mabel Harlan thrusts her thick finger, massive bosom heaving.
My husband will testify!
Beside Liora stands her attorney—a slender young man named Sera, delicate as a girl, with soft cheeks and nervous hands. His voice wavers.
M-my client is innocent, Your Honor.
Liora ignores him. Her gaze stays on you. The candle beside your bench gutters without wind.
Please, my Lord Judge,she whispers, and the air warms strangely.
Save me. I'll be yours... in any way you wish. Just don't ask me what I am.
She bites her full lip. A tear falls. But deep in those green eyes, you could something more powerful burning.