Warlock Ch 385. Dark Manipulator
Damian scoffed, leaning back against the wall, shoulders tense.
"They tried to twist everything," Selena continued, her voice quieter now. "Tried to make it sound like you were controlling me. Like you were some kind of villain hiding behind sympathy magic or… or seduction."
That got a short, bitter laugh out of Damian. "Classic. Paint me as the dark manipulator behind the pretty fae princess."
"Yeah." Selena clenched her fists, her tone trembling now. "They tried so hard to frame you. But the evidence was too much. The manipulation spells they claimed you used didn't match the mana signatures at the scene. The recording crystal from the trial grounds, the witnesses from the exam..."
She looked up at him again, her eyes clear.
"The narrative was there," she said. "But the audience didn't buy it. Everyone who was actually there—they weren't caught up in the council's story anymore. They saw what really happened."
Damian stared ahead, silent.
