He Sold Me Into Slavery I Returned As Queen Chapter 06
I looked at the scar.
I had left it there.
My mouth had filled with blood from biting her, and still, I hadn’t escaped.
Cedric let out a cold laugh.
“There were plenty of boys in the capital with burn scars.”
“You say that person was me. Do you have proof?”
Greta said at once, “Yes! The transaction record! I wrote it all down!”
The chief judge of the Court of Judgment presented a tattered account book.
The pages had once been soaked through, their edges blackened with age.
He read aloud:
“Full Moon Festival, Frost Calendar Year Three. Female wolf from the capital, eight years old, red fox cloak, plum blossom birthmark on shoulder, calls herself Ella Raine.”
“Received: fifteen gold coins.”
“Transferred by: youth surnamed Vale. Requested distant sale. Not to return to the capital.”
A ripple of shock went through the hall.
Cedric clenched his jaw.
“A youth surnamed Vale is not me.”
I nodded.
“You’re right.”
“Bring in Owen Pike of the long-haul caravan.”
An old, lame wagon driver was helped inside.
When he bowed to the throne, his forehead was beaded with sweat.
“Owen Pike greets the Lycan King.”