Lyanna’s POV

I snapped back to my senses and turned sharply to Keith. “What are you saying?” I demanded, wondering if she had lost her mind.

How could I admit to something I didn’t do?

“I know it sounds crazy,” she said, her voice trembling, “but that’s the only way you can get leniency. The punishment for using dark magic is death, but if you confess, the council might pardon you. They could lessen your sentences.”

Her words almost made sense. A part of me wanted to ...