The next morning, a new kind of resolve took hold of us. The three of us visited Simone, ready to deliver the punishment she deserved. Lucas was still healing but deter mined to wrap things up.
Simone sat silently, her defiance gone, replaced by the weight of knowing what was coming. There would be no mercy here.
Meanwhile, Roy and Tolbat’s remaining men had been dealt with. Those who had survived the battle were slaughtered. It wasn’t a decision made lightly, but it was one we knew we had to make. Forgiveness wasn’t an option—not now, not after the betrayal and bloodshed.
To ensure genuine peace and safety for the future, we had to eliminate every remnant of the Baron's influence.
This was the only way to send a clear message: no one could rise against us and survive. If we left even
