Chapter 91

Levi

My heart freezes, but it’s only partly because of what Arya said. The biggest thing that’s making me hesitate right now is how the whole thing escalated into this and how I ended up here.

“Are you going to imprison me?” I ask her in a low voice. “Without investigating? Without a single tangible proof that it was me who put the poison in there?”

I know it’s probably a bad idea to provoke her like this and question her logic when her lover is out there dying and she’s desperate to know what happened . . . but the injustice of it all is just starting to dawn on me and I can’t help but start to question everything.

“Are you going to hold a trial me?” I demand again, this time my voice getting louder and gaining more conviction. “Or would that be too slow for you? Do you want me executed and killed before your eyes for this? Is that what you want?”

“What I want is for you to pay,” Arya states flatly.

I exhale sharply “Pay for what? I have never done anything to Arthur. Kill me for all