[The Day of Alverton's Supreme Trial]
"There is nothing for you to worry about, my son." Morgana, seated beside Cassius, whispered softly as she observed the nobles present and the commoners who sat separately on the other side.
"Look at this arrangement now, ever since Ares ascended the throne. Marrying a low-caste noblewoman—this is the first time we've been seated so close to the common rabble."
Many nobles shared Morgana's sentiments, their disdain evident as they cast judgmental gazes upon the commoners who supported justice for the Barlow couple.
Morgana scoffed, her gaze sweeping over the crowd with cold superiority. "Perhaps they feel emboldened now that the majesties have taken an interest in them. Ridiculous. The late Emperor Raziel would have never stooped to such disgraceful behavior."
