Bab 157: Grand execution

A crowd.

Of forty thousand.

Mostly human.

With some demies and other races mixed in.

They all had their eyes on me- 

Or rather the platform before them.

A pretty big platform- visible from all corners of the plaza.

I wasn't alone on the platform.

There were quite a few others.

Hundreds of nobles- and soldiers.

But-

Just in front of those nobles- at the forefront of the plaza-

The queen-

The second prince-

And the Duchess-

All on their knees- 

"Did you find him?" I asked.

"Yes- we've secured him-" Namiye said-

While Mitjahl warped back a minute later with a tied-up man-

The first prince-

He was glaring- and spat on me-

But of course, the spit never reached me- but got blown at his face by Nalia.

"Argh-!" He also received a very nasty cut on his face- 

Red streaks- "Damn you!" He shouted- struggled but-