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Royal castle: Throne room

Within the throne room, the mighty king of Del Lagos sat. Godfrey Del Lagos, his hair a radiant golden with hints of grey. A Mighty beard, groomed to perfection. A royal regalia, black white and gold. Around his neck sat a golden crest lay upon his upper chest. Homage to the Goddess Loha.

The curtains that hang across the pillars were a brilliant red and gold. Under them, stood the local nobility summoned by their lord, their King. The maids under the King himself were uniformed appropriately, long black dresses that covered them from their necks to their shins. Unlike Victor's private maids, who had overindulging cleavage, corset's that placed greater emphasis on pushing up the breasts of the wearer, and skirts that ended mid-thigh.

Knights surrounded the large hall at the sides, silently watching. Paladin's flanked the royal family from behind, eager to prove their worth, to prove their faith and earn their seat in Loha's embrace lest they fall to Craut's domain. A single man kneeled in front of the king. 

"Walter."

"Your Majesty."

"The royal crystal quarry south of Einhoren. Deliver your report now."

"Yes, your majesty. Ahem* Upon conducting an investigation with agents of the crown. We have found that Mana-imbued TNT explosive residue was found. Your majesty, your humble knight concludes that this might be the work of the elves. To weaken our mana supply so to say. Causing us to become more reliant on their supposed greater quality crystals."

"Tell me, Walter. Who, was in charge of the quarry." 

Walter gave a quick glanced towards the prince, however no one had noticed as his face barely moved a millimetre. 

"It was the previous head of resources. Your majesty, due to his rapidly increasing age, he has become forgetful." Godfrey held eye contact with him, immediately understanding why he was throwing that particular man under. "Chamberson, the man who constantly preaches about coexisting with the elves. I see..." He thought to himself.

"And tell me, Walter. what shall his punishment be?" Walter immediately nodded.

"I, Walter White, will placed Chamberson De Ganox under arrest, there he shall sit through trial according the royal law. However, considering how due to his heavy mistakes, many, thousands perhaps will go cold and hungry this winter. Without the crystals to power our homes, and the trade with our neighbours. The peasant class will suffer horrible. This, this must be punished correctly to ensure our people understands that our King cares for their well-being." 

King Godfrey Del Lagos nodded, as the surrounding nobility agreed and approved. Prince Victor smirked, as he calculated the actual loss of economy and the impact it had on the kingdom. It was barely a drop of water in the grand schemes of things. If these nobles here were willing to cancel even one of their annual balls. The peasant class would be fed extremely well. Yet, this was not his problem. It was his father's. Heavens, it definitely isn't his fault the nobles here were simply so greedy. Him being the infinitely benevolent Prince that he is will surely reach greater heights than his fool of a father.

Under the guise of the report, Victor passed a note onto one of his many messengers. This message ordered one of his best Templars, one personally trained by the great Walter White no less, to ensure that no evidence remained of his slip up. Anyone seen or found at the quarry is to be killed on sight. This order was to ensure that the entirety of Crimson Grave would be six feet under, or more.

...

Later that evening, without a single trial being held. A man who had spent his entire life working for the good of his kingdom was beheaded in the main plaza. The peasants cheered and doused his body with rocks.

In the entirety of Einhoren, only one spectator frowned upon this loss of life. Rosemi De lumix, daughter of Duke Jeffrey De Lumix.

"Tch, there goes another one of my retainers" A frown on her dainty face creased. Her strawberry blonde hair blue gently in the wind.