Gentlemen! This trial will now come to order!" announced one of the guards at the door. When the room fell silent he continued. "The honorable King David the 20th will serve as grand inquisiter for this trial." After the King took his seat he spoke. "I shall now here the crimes that these men have been charged for from the arresting officer, Sir Falcon the Bold".
With both hands on the table the King had a look of determination on his face.
"Honorable King. I have a woman who not only serves as my dearest wife, but also as an informant for things of importance. She is part of the blackwing sparrows; wives of the blackwing knights who sing of injustice to their husbands so that we can act to serve your kingdom more efficiently. Parthenia reported to me of black magic taken place in the town by these two heretics. They were involving themselves in some sort of pagan ritual. And when we took them away, they bewitched the townspeople into cursing us and taking pity on them".
"WHAT SORT OF MADNESS IS THIS?" one of the accused shouted, "THE TOWNSPEOPLE CURSED YOU BECAUSE WE WERE HEALING THEIR ILLS. WITHOUT US THEY WOULD HAVE TO PAY TAXES TO HAVE YOUR INSANE ZEALOT PRIESTS' BLEED THE DEMONS OUT OF THEM' WHICH WOULD LEAVE ALOT OF THEM DEAD; IF NOT FROM THEIR ILLS, THEN FROM THE PRIESTS 'BLEEDING THE DEMONS OUT OF THEM'".
"The accused will silence himself or be sentenced without a trial", the king boomed.
"Why should I?" the man said calmly. "You already decided our fates the moment you found out about us". He began to smile. "Besides, we're taking away from the taxes for the kingdom, brainwashing the masses with your tainted version of religion".
With the back of his fist Falcon struck the man on the side of his jaw. After his head violently jerked he lowered his head down as blood trickled down to his robe.
"As you can see honored king he admits to his crimes". Falcon flexed his wrist and smiled.
"I have heard enough!" the king was already sounding inpatient, "The two of you have commited crimes that are unforgivable by man. Perhaps your chances may be better at them being forgivable by God. When the sun reaches its apex the both of you shall be beheaded. May God have mercy on your souls. Get them out of my sight".
Far in the back of the chamber was a hooded man. Dartanion watched as his men were condemed to death. With burning hatred in his eyes he said in a low whisper, "They are going to pay for this, all of them!
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