Erik grabbed his sword and stood in front of Christine.
"I'll be back," He whispered so softly that only she could hear. "Don't worry."
"Seize them!" Mordred ordered. Erik jumped out the window and clung to a nearby tree branch. Christine gasped. The guards dragged Christine into the hallway. As they took her into the dungeon Raoul entered. Christine couldn't look him the face.
"What's going on?" Raoul asked. Fear gripped his heart.
"We caught her with her lover, Your Majesty." Mordred said, his joy evident.
"Prepare a trial." Raoul said softly. The guards locked Christine in a cell.
When they were alone Mordred turned to Raoul.
"Shocking isn't it?" He said, smirking.
"Leave me, Mordred." Raoul said his voice was distant. Mordred shrugged and walked off.
Christine stared out the barred window the cell. She missed Erik. She knew why he'd left, but she still wanted him there. What if he doesn't return? She thought. More dark thoughts flooded her mind. She began to cry again.
Raoul sat in his throne with Excalibur leaning against the chair as he waited for the jury's decision. His eyes wondered over to Christine. She was wearing a simple black dress with her hands tied in front of her. He dark curls had been pulled back so her face was exposed. Raoul noticed she had been crying.
Finally the foreman stood. All became silent.
"Verdict," The foreman read. Raoul held his breath, praying for a miracle. "Guilty for treason against king and country. Sentence…to be burned at the stake until death."