Teach me how to fight

**Author's POV**

“What trap are you talking about, Elora?” Damon asked.

“When this incident happened, I went to the garden and I met Elder Blake. I was obviously cursing at you and reigning different kinds of insults on you. Elder Blake Spoke to me and I understood him, but I needed to find out by myself that you're innocent. That's why I called the meeting and asked for you to be thrown to the dungeon,” She glared at the maid in front of her. “I knew that if I threw you in there, she would come to mock you and if not mock you, a conversation might ensue between the two of you which would in turn lead me to the truth. So when I came to you, I was about to leave when I heard footsteps, so I hid and listened to everything.” She revealed and Damon couldn't be more grateful for her smartness.

“Thank goodness you found out!” Damon exclaimed and stood to his feet.

“I'm sorry for doubting you, Damon. I'm really sorry,” She apologized and faced the maid, her eyes holding nothing but anger and