The kind facade she displayed in front of the soldiers crumbled in an instant as she looked down at everyone.
"I hereby declare, in the name of the church, recruit Oswald to be mutiny's deterrent. If the recruit still not wishes to take the remedy against fever, I'll consider his illness to come from a malevolent source."
As Claudia caressed her neck, still bruised from Oswald's strangle, she waited for the two men to agree upon her decision. The boy had no idea how important was the clergy outside of Revel. He had scarce informations tanks to Ruth, but it was nothing relevant.
Even though he had recently discovered how fluent he was in another language, he couldn't understand what she meant.
"I need a translator over this woman's words." He said, not being too polite to even how carelessly they addressed each other. He was excusable, he was often related to a measly villager's brainpower to anyone's eyes.
