Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 431

Chapter 431: Can’t let your heart make you weak

"No! My sister did nothing wrong!" Idris’s voice rang through the hall, breaking the heavy silence. The young boy had risen from his seat. "Please... don’t do anything to my sister. It’s true she did what she did to protect me, but I swear, she never hurt anyone."

"Idris, calm yourself," Raidan said gently.

"But, Your Majesty, my sister—"

Raidan raised a hand, silencing him before he could finish. "Enough. Sit down, child."

Idris lowered his head, biting back tears as he obeyed.

Casaio stepped forward once more, his expression solemn. "Idris has lived in the Blood Dominion since the day he was born was a captive and a bargaining chip," he said, his tone resonating through the chamber. "He is twelve years old now. That means over a decade has passed since Zilia was forced into this life since she was made to serve under them."

He paused, letting his words settle among the gathered council members.

"In all those ten years, not once did she endanger the royal family or this nation," Casaio continued. "I understand what our kingdom demands, and for its security, I would never act against it. But I must remind you: Zilia and Idris are citizens of this nation as well. Spies are loyal to their masters, yes, but some are made to be loyal. Some are forced into it. And Zilia was the forced one."

"I stand by Prince Casaio’s words," declared Rissa Wolanski, one of the senior-most council members. "Lady Zilia has never done anything that directly threatened the security of this kingdom."

"That’s merely an assumption, Rissa," Evander countered sharply. "For all we know, Prince Casaio might have concealed Lady Zilia’s past crimes as well."

Casaio’s eyes darkened, his tone cutting through the murmurs that rippled through the hall. "No, she didn’t. And I’ll not have you accuse her so blatantly without proof."

A tense silence followed as Casaio glared at him.

Across the room, Dominick’s gaze shifted toward Juniper. She was smiling faintly as though she were watching a stage performance instead of a royal trial.

His jaw tightened, anger flaring in his chest while his fists clenched at his sides. Because of her, Casaio and Zilia had to give such a tough test of their lives. Because of her Idris was holding his tears back, fearing he might lose his sister any time.

’What have I done? I married a wrong person,’ he thought.

"Prince Casaio," Evander’s voice cut through the murmurs of the council chamber. "You must reject Lady Zilia to atone for your misguided choice. That is the only way to appease the growing unrest among your subjects."

He paused, sweeping his gaze across the gathered members before continuing, "You cannot expect us to simply trust that Lady Zilia will not resume her work as a spy. Therefore, the council demands a decision, either punishment or rejection. We will not accept a spy within the royal family... or among our ranks. She and her brother must be deported back to where they came from."

Zilia’s breath hitched, and tears shimmered in her eyes before spilling down her cheeks. Slowly, she rose from her seat. "Prince Casaio..." her voice trembled as she called his name.

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