Chapter 254. This Is the Traitor

Doran’s POV

I wasn’t sure how long I was in the cell. The night here seemed to last forever. The sun rose but its light never made it to the window that was miserably placed in my cell.

The rats scurried around me and nibbled at my toes and clothes. My stomach growled monstrously and my hair and face were a mess.

I was more than a shadow of my old self. I spent many nights thinking, brooding, about the good times I had with André.

Amelia...

She was probably ashamed and angry at me. I craved her embrace, her fingers on my back. At this point, it was the equivalent of heaven. It was where I wanted to be.

The door creaked open and four men walked into the cell. What were they doing here? My brother had already come in here last night. Or was it this morning?

“Doran, today is the day of your trial. Please come with us.”

My eyes widened. It... It couldn’t be. It... It was too early. It wasn’t time.

“No. No. No! It c