Page 89 of Knight's End
Make him gut himself, slowly. Or put him in a cage and wish leprosy upon him, then set him out at the gates so travelers can see him.
I looked to Ryan. “I hereby accuse Jorad of treason. Cut his throat. End it quickly.”
I turned back to Jorad. “Your years of service have earned you a clean death. Your betrayal—I hope it earns you a godsawful afterlife.”
Ryan slit Jorad’s throat deep, severing the artery. And as the ballroom floor grew soaked in red, and a glugging noise filled the room with Jorad’s final moments, a number of Cheryn’s soldiers lined up, quietly, to sign a contract with Evaness.
I was a little surprised that an execution had that effect on them.
Blue?I asked for an explanation with my thoughts.
People don’t fear death so much as they fear evil. And you’ve just shown them you aren’t evil.
