I’m used to being the queen of this world, but now the crown has fallen to my feet, and I myself may find myself without magic, my usual life and freedom. I need to prove that I didn’t commit murder, otherwise my life will end.

- What an unexpected meeting... - the short-haired lawman drawls mockingly, measuring me with a contemptuous gaze of his steel eyes. There is prickly ice in them and I shudder with my shoulders. “It looks like I’ll have to arrest you, Claire,” and, leaning a little lower, he adds with pleasure. “You have no idea how long I dreamed about this.” Even the best lawyers can't get you out of this shit.