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My eyes darted to Elaine, who sat frozen in shock, a single tear dripping down her cheek. Lyonesse stared at me, murderous hatred naked in her expression. In that instant, I could almost hear the response that was expected—nay, required—repeated in the thoughts of the hundreds of onlookers. I scanned the room for Aggrivane, to plead with him to do something to make this madness stop, but he was already gone. All I could see were the expectant expressions of my father and Arthur. I was alone in this trap, and there was but one way out. My response was not a choice but rather the submission of one already condemned. My lips said yes, and cheers erupted all around. I beamed back at my betrothed, but inside my heart was screaming, I am so sorry, Aggrivane. As the commotion continued,