Ch. 293 A protectorate

A collective grone of pain echoed in the hearts of those that just had their entire lives flipped upside down. But they knew about to well to not give voice to their heart felt incomparable crushing mental anguish. They knew all to well that they were lucky to not be facing the executioner's axe. She did not completely strip them of their wealth, as they still had whatever coin they held, but they were essentially left homeless. The two princes visibility shook when she handed down her judgement on them. They could eather stay and be treated as the lowest of the low amungst the city watch, or leave with whatever they could carry and never return. The latter was not really a choice, as it would in essence be a death sentence.