A new day broke over the city of Gantz, the light of dawn spilling across rooftops and cobblestones.
The plaza, normally alive with merchants, customers, and the bustle of trade, was hushed, its calm solemnity weighing heavier than the morning mist.
At the heart of the square stood a stage, not raised for festivity or ceremony but for punishment. Word had spread swiftly from the palace.
Today, the Knights of Abinair would face beheading, condemned for slander against the Knights of Gerhard and the grievous crimes of m*rder and r*pe.
The charges were grave, and the evidence undeniable. After a thorough investigation, justice had spoken.
The air of tension was not confined to the plaza. At court, whispers had spread like wildfire after Lord James and his allies were dismissed. Yet when Kyren delivered Anna's will to the palace, the murmurs ceased almost at once.
