"Your Majesty, will you help him?" Layla's voice was sharp with frustration.
Her fingers curled into fists as she watched Ezra struggle against the common folk.
"Lord Ezra… He helped them all, and this is how they repay him?"
"But they're not wrong." Wren was the one to answer, arms crossed as he observed the unfolding conflict.
"House Algrin failed to contain the plague. Countless commoners died because of it."
Layla scoffed, shooting him a glare. "Tch, everyone knows it wasn't his house. It was your corrupt branch family that embezzled the funds meant for medicine development."
"They frame Algrin House hoping that one of their branch family can be the next Honorable Houses!"
Justice had always been Layla's guiding principle. Watching someone be condemned unfairly set her blood boiling.
Claude, however, remained unfazed. "We won't interfere."
His voice was calm. "If they refuse the clothes and food, so be it. Let them freeze and starve."
