*Gravestone*
They executed her the next morning. Bel watched it closely, making sure that the cult was officially cast from her life with the snap of the headsman’s ax. As far as our further investigations could find, no other members of the cult existed within the castle itself. And the execution served as a handy message that we were onto them and that their scheme was for naught.
Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t over. The White Eye Cult were human supremacists, and supremacists of all stripes share one particular form of stupidity: an inability to know when to give up. The way these deluded b*stards saw things, their way of life was in some kind of perceived danger. And once you’ve let that delusion in, it becomes illogical to think about or do ANYTHING else besides continue the fight. No, they would be back, and I impressed as much upon the king.