Devon leaned into Soren. "It's time for my secret weapon."
"Devon Lamington," the council head pointed a shaky finger at him. "Do you know what would happen if you can't back this claim?
All the Waterfells are dead. No one has seen any of their family members since the 4th generation war."
"Yes, I agree." Devon began, stepping out and circling his table.
Then he stopped right behind Soren, who stared at him in confusion.
"Your honor, the last known Waterfell was seen some... what? Sixteen years ago?" He patted Soren's shoulders.
"Which coincidentally was around the time my client was born."
The council head gave a light chuckle. "That does not mean anything. Just because he was born around the same time the last one was seen does not mean he is a Waterfell.
According to your deductions then, do you know how many children would be nobles?"
"Ahhh, but he is. If you don't mind. I'd like to call to the stand someone to back up my claim."
