From the very beginning, this had been Emperor Kaan's plan. His seemingly pointless questions weren't meant to reveal new information but to measure just how far Emmanuelle could stretch the truth.
Once the truth potion coursed through her veins, he'd know precisely what questions to ask.
She resisted with the desperation of someone fighting for their life. Thrashing wildly, she slammed her body backward, struggling to evade the vial in Sir Roderick's hand.
Using her shoulders and legs, she scrambled across the floor, her voice cracking as she pleaded, "Please… no… don't do this to me… please…"
Her legs flailed in the air as the knights grabbed her, forcing her down, preventing her from escaping their grip.
"NO!!! Let me go! Let me go!" Her screams echoed through the chamber, her panic raw and palpable.
