Liandren’s POV

Why was he defending me? If he weren’t Rowan Lightwood, maybe I could accept his kindness. But he was—and he owed me.

I glanced at him, and for a moment, Lady Annabeth looked confused. She hadn’t expected Rowan to intervene.

“Lady Annabeth, your proof. I’m also curious about this evidence you think you have against me.”

She snickered and turned to Lucy, who nodded.

Melody was the one to stand. She moved past me, just like six years ago when she framed me. Now she ...