"Losing honour as a leader, losing people as a king, losing virtue as a man. I, Roland Mist, as the last descendant of Mist, hereby impeach Feimer Carson!"
The late King's lion gestured with his hand, and with the help of the sonic wave ability, of which the Frigid Nightmares were all gifted with, my angry roar was spread to every corner of the entire city.
The mangled king laid on the floor, but, enraged as I was, stood on the dais of the palace, and announced my decision to the world.
The prepared sheep-skin paper was spread out, the crimes that were little known were being read out, one by one for all to hear. The magical prestidigitation allowed these blood-like words to float in the air, catching even more attention!
"Crime number one, in a cruel manner that lacked all compassion, the slaying of blood relatives..."
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