"W-we didn't know. We didn't even know who owned this place."
Stepping out of the arena, I saw people prostrate on the ground, begging forgiveness. A long shadow fell across their backs.
Cassion's.
"Is it because I'm a young prince that you think you can play dumb with evidence this clear? Do I look like a joke to you?"
Cassion dropped betting tickets and payout slips from the arena down in front of them.
"We were told it wasn't illegal! We truly had no idea it was against the law."
The tearful voice belonged to a shabbily dressed Nobel resident. Cassion glanced at me — could the foolishness of chasing a quick fortune count as a crime in itself?
I nodded.
"Think about the suffering your family went through while you were busy gambling here all this time. If you have any decency, you…
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