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6:13 AM.

Vast fields of snow.

Verris wouldn’t make it. Weather was too bad, and the horse was exhausted. Winds had only picked up a few hours prior, as had the snow, but he could barely see 2 meters ahead.

Joan would’ve come if she knew how to ride a horse. That may have been a stupid excuse, he was pretty sure he’d seen her on a horse before. Taking Roe’s wagon would’ve taken too long. Vanguardists proper would’ve likely found a shortcut, but they were explicitly disallowed from getting involved in politics without authorization, and Weathers wouldn’t authorize.

If:

• Quincy and Samantha are dead, and

• The guild actively wanted Samantha dead, and

• Anisa had okayed it, and

• The incoming crown prince was speeding to execute their compliance officer and friend, then

he had no representation. So now you have a pissed off wizard looking to drag as many souls down to hell with him. In anticipation of you wanting to do the same to him. Because really, you kill Samantha, you’re going to have to kill a ton of the Vanguardists, and some of the mages, and probably people like Hendrik who don’t do anything, but could possibly be directed to do something.

Samantha wasn’t great on it, but she was better than most. The country had been born on a rejection of tyranny, with the death of Casse. If Reimond wanted tyranny, he should expect a similar uprising.