Warlock Ch 311. I Have Found My Masked Warlock
Heads turned.
Selena. She was sitting up slowly, her face pale, her body trembling with the effort, but her eyes… Her eyes were sharp.
Damian blinked. "Huh. You're awake."
Selena's gaze snapped to the examiners. "Damian isn't the culprit."
The lead examiner hesitated. "Princess, we understand your—"
"No, you don't." Selena's voice gained strength, even as she struggled to sit upright. "Someone from the inside did this. The assassins, the poison—it was planned."
Damian let out a weak laugh. "Hah. Guess I should be honored you actually woke up to defend me."
Selena turned to him, her expression softening. "I wouldn't be alive if not for you."
Damian smirked, but his exhaustion betrayed him. "Well, I do try."
The examiners looked visibly uncomfortable now.
One of them frowned. "But that warlock is—"
