(Alnilam)
I knew the punishment would be brutal. I don't care that they are removing me as an enforcer but my hair is my identity, the source of my magic.
They love Amaia and she loves them. She is going to be so devastated and will blame herself.
They slowly move behind me, like glumly whispering.
"It's for Amaia…" I quietly say to them and they just become lifeless on my back, hanging loosely.
"Amaia is going to be so broken but anything to keep her safe," Snow declares.
"Let's take a vote. Raise your hands, if in favour of Alnilam Orion to undergo the decided punishment," Natianu's squeaky voice comes, like an annoying scumbag. My magic wants to reach forward and choke him.
Except for my father, the other four kings decided my fate. To my surprise, Hathial Kane doesn't raise his hand. He relaxedly sits back and watches me while the other three raise their hands, deciding my fate.
