Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150525234127/@comment-17114085-20150605130030

(I am working on banners for the Eardwulfs and the Ondres. I will add them later today.

@Septimus: Emeric should be up there on the platform, near where the Queen and the members of her court are.

PS.: By now the Queen would be about a little over 8 months pregnant.)

There was more yelling from the crowd, cursing Edgar's name. But it soon ended when Perien spoke again. "So you confess to your crimes and beg for mercy?"

"Yes." Edgar said begrudginly.

Perien could barely help himself from grinning. His plan was working perfectly. Now all that was left was for his daughter to play her part. He had talked to her the night before this trial, telling her to give mercy to King Edgar in order to keep the easterners from getting angry. He told her to sentence him to the Order of the Crows.

The Queen took a step forward, her brother standing closely beside her for support. There was a look of fiery anger in her face. "You bed for mercy, King Edgar. Mercy for your heinous crimes. A mercy that was not awarded to my husband, to my child's father. He was your cousin, your friend, your king. Yet you had him killed all the same. There will be no mercy for a traitor like you, only the sword!"

As she spoke of Gaban, Edgar couldn't help himself, a lone tear rolled down his face and fell onto the wooden platform. I failed you Gaban, I failed...

''That idiot! What is she doing?! ''Perien yelled inside his head. He wanted to stop this but he could not defy the High Queen's direct words in public.

Sir Samuel walked over to where King Edgar was and drew his longsword. The silent Knight stood ready to obey the order.

Arielle looked in shock at what was about to happen, her face covered in tears of despiration.

Edgar finally looked up and onto the crowd. He saw the hate in everyone's eyes for him, for this traitor that he was pretending to be. Yet there was one face he saw that held no hate, held no anger, only sadness. He saw his daughter amoung the crowd, barely recognizable in the clothes she was wearing and the hood she had over her head. He smiled at her, happy that she was safe and not in the custody of the High Queen's men.