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I finally bit the bullet and started posting this on Wattpad. I’m committing myself to putting up three chapters weekly in hopes that it will inspire me to stop editing at some point. You can start reading it here.
Last week, Flavia Maxima indicated she might be flexible when it came to sentencing the rambunctious Father Landrus. Braeden knows this is only because she fears civil unrest if there’s a big public execution. So I can finally move on from this chapter, I’ll summarize a bit. Flavia offers Landrus clemency if he will confess to heresy, recant everything he’s said and go into exile. Kendryk looks hopeful (though I don’t know why), but Landrus immediately refuses, forcing Flavia to sentence him to death. But then Teodora shocks everyone by being diplomatic and reasonable. For now.
“Your Holiness,” Teodora said, her voice low but carrying. “I wish to propose an alternative. I do not think the mood of the populace is such that we should carry out the execution here in Kronfels. It would have greater impact throughout the empire if the execution took place in Atlona. Naturally, I would bear sole responsibility for the prisoner’s security until that time.”
Flavia stared at her, then looked at the temple doors, which someone had opened onto the square. News of the verdict had gone out already and ugly noises rose from the crowd. If the woman had any sense, she’d take Teodora’s offer. The last thing she needed was the public execution of a popular rabble-rouser on her front door. She’d clearly sought to avoid that situation in the first place by giving Landrus a way out.
Maybe Braeden nagging Teodora about angry mobs finally got through to her? She does have moments of sanity, though they never last.
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