"Silence, Jolamire!" Tavar roared. His sudden outburst stunned the Minister of Coin in place, as he was subjected to all the aura of a Fourth Boundary General. "Know you no shame!? Have you no respect for our ways?"
Jolamire made to reply, but he could not. Fear constricted his throat like a serpent. He could hardly breathe properly.
"Innocent, we have judged him to be, by all the means that we have available to us, by the systems of governance passed down by our forefathers, and yet the High King levies us to treat him the same as a common criminal!" Tavar cried aloud. Those without a true side in the conflict of Oliver's trial had remained silent enough, not wanting to make unnecessary enemies out of royalty, but the King himself had overstepped in the end, rendering their efforts worthless.
