“On the contrary.” Judge Thorne picked up the chamber’s ancient law-stone—a smooth, cold orb that glowed faintly when a lie was spoken in its presence. She had not activated it until now. She held it between them.
The prosecutor hesitated, then extended her pale, ring-laden fingers. On her middle finger was a signet ring—the crest of the Gleaming Path’s inner circle. the judge
“Why?” he asked. “Everyone else would have buried me.” “On the contrary
She turned to Livia. “Show me yours.” then extended her pale
