Kara curled up tighter around herself desperately hoping for any kernel of warmth. Knowing that it wouldn't matter, that even if she did warm up she would just be dragged out of here into the baking throne room where she would be accused before throwing her back in this cold and small hole.
Blinking suddenly when cracked open, Kara was not given a chance to prepare before getting dragged into the dreaded throne room.
"You stand not only accused of assualt of a fellow officer but also the attempted raped of the best archer we have the pleasure of hiring."
Kara didn't say anything, she knew they didn't want except "yes sir," or "you are absolutely right sir". It was a little sickening that something could be twisted in such a way.
Why would she try to rape the one other who did not purposely go out and try to kill her? Why in the name of chocolate would she assualt not only a fellow officer but a superior officer?
Not that there was a shortage of those mind you, somedays Kara hated to remember that she was at the bottom scraping for scrapes when she could easily make everyone beg to let me do my own thing.
Watching the king and snorting at the irony she refused to say anything as she was told she was never to be seen on this land again or she would get executed bla bla bla bla.
Kara was so used to death threats she honestly filtered them out of conversations or she could currently be in her tent scared to death. Instead she was here standing trail for something she did not do and getting a punishment that she did not deserve without saying a word.
Talking she had learned only made everything so much worse for her, and so she stood there and watched. Watched as she got shipped to a new land for some epic adventures and most likely death.
