M.k. Eidem Serie Imperial 5 đź’Ž
Kerensa lifted her chin, her small hands trembling but her voice steady. “Then sit on the throne, Emperor. Judge me. I came willingly.”
Torin smiled—a terrifying, beautiful thing. “Already done.” m.k. eidem serie imperial 5
“You should not be here, Kerensa.” His voice was gravel and thunder, yet he did not advance. “This is the Hall of Judgment. The accused do not leave.” Kerensa lifted her chin, her small hands trembling
Torin descended the dais. Each step shook the floor. When he stopped before her, the heat from his massive body wrapped around her like a chain. Kerensa lifted her chin
“Then burn the Tribunal,” she whispered. “Not my world.”
Kerensa placed her palm over his chest, directly over the thundering twin hearts. “Then conquer me, my Emperor. But let my people live.”