Finally, The moment of reckoning had arrived, and I could barely contain my excitement. After years of waiting and years of plotting, my vengeance was finally within my grasp. I could almost taste the sweet satisfaction of tormenting those who had wronged me, of ripping them apart like they had torn my soul asunder.
"Give them to me, Your Highness," I demanded, my voice cold and detached. "As much as they are your sinners, they are mine as well. And I will be the one to mete out their punishment."
Kieran's eyes narrowed, "That's not possible, Riona. I can't simply hand them over to you. This matter involves the whole empire, and I must see justice served."
I smiled a cold, calculated smile. "Give them up quietly, Your Highness. If you won't, I'll take them by force. By any means necessary."
Kieran's eyes flashed with a warning, but I could see the hint of uncertainty lurking beneath. "Riona," he muttered, his voice low and cautionary. "No."
