"Do you have any proof for these claims?" Alaric demanded from Rosalind.
"I do not have any brother, and he is nothing but a servant." He turned toward the crowd, his voice rising. "I have every reason to punish that servant. He and this wench were caught being intimate right before the wedding, and now she stands here making outrageous accusations"
"Are you going to listen to the words of an adulteress over those of your own king?" he demanded sharply.
Once again, murmurs spread throughout the hall as countless eyes turned toward Rosalind. She clenched her jaw, furious that Alaric was exposing her simply to save himself.
"You asked if I have proof. I do have proof," she said through gritted teeth. "He's the proof."
