The guards escorted her out of the dungeon and into the hallways of the mansion. The harsh sunlight shone through from every direction, blinding her eyes. It took her a while for her eyes to readjust to the light.
As they walked past the hallways, there was a mirror on display on an antique table. As they walked by, Vy was able to take a quick glimpse at her appearance. She looked like a mess. Her hair was oily and clumpy despite being tied up into a ponytail.
Her clothes were dirty from having been in the dark damp cell. Not to mention the bruise she now had on her chin. They did not even need to paint her to look guilty, she already does.
Finally, they came to the CourtRoom. As the doors were pushed open by the guards, Vy was brought into the room. Both sides were covered with wooden seats, filled with people who had come to attend the hearing.
