Every person concerned was quickly brought in, and the meeting was ready to start.
Phoenix and Astaroth were on their thrones, acting as judges in this situation, while Coral, Alena, Rodney, Castien, Chele, and the beaten servant were kneeling before them at the foot of the dais.
"Alright, all rise," Astaroth said once everyone was there.
They all rose to their feet, looking at the king and queen.
"We asked you here this morning to deliberate on the prisoner's fate. We were given free rights to deal with him how we deemed fit, but picking a sentence is not as simple as it sounds.
"For the purposes of staying fair to the victims, we thought it was better to consult you before deciding his fate," Phoenix said, taking the matter into her hands.
Already, she could see a malicious grin stretch on Alena's and Castien's faces. Meanwhile, Chele's face remained placid, Rodney had a complicated gaze, and Coral and the other servant had uncomfortable faces.
