His brother… paid an assassin to kill the former Emperor?!
No, Theodore knew his brother was stupid and greedy and arrogant and violent, but killing the Emperor?!
Killing the Emperor?!
"You know that killing the Emperor isn't the only thing your brother will be convicted on, right?" Cecilia flared her fingers, and the ten men, still suspended like puppets, dropped to their knees. The muscles in their legs simply... obeyed.
"He also murdered multiple young men for sexual fantasies before raping their... post-mortem bodies." She continued.
Theodore, who had been put in a chair after his collapse, shot up like he'd been electrocuted. His face went whiter than the snow outside. "No. What are you talking about?"
Cecilia nodded solemnly, offering no further elaboration. After all, Damon and Angela didn't waste their time accusing average nobles. They dug until they found the truly despicable ones, the kind of people whose crimes made you want to shower just from knowing about them.
