Chapter 675 - A Midnight Tribunal Begins

Ashlynn had arranged the tribunal with a deliberate, almost theatrical precision. The gathered soldiers formed a semicircle, sitting on rough-hewn logs as benches, quickly dragged into position from the tent where they'd taken their meal of warm soup and hot cider. A few of them whispered quietly to their neighbors, clutching wooden cups of more hot cider and looking on at the proceedings with the barely contained excitement of a crowd that had come to watch a public hanging.