Chapter 212: Emmah’s escape.
Those noble lords and ladies did not know the king well enough. King Raff was aware that the prime minister had wealth hidden away in foreign kingdoms. If he was set free, he would simply take his family to another kingdom and continue living lavishly.
He was also a vengeful man, if he was left alive it was not impossible for him to run to the empire of Medoris and betray Eldoria. If Medoris conquered them, he would be back to being a respectable noble.
"As for your sons, especially the older ones." King Raff’s eyes settled on Lysander and his brothers. "They are as guilty as you are and they will do hard labor for twenty years."
The prime minister’s eyes bulged, almost falling out of their sockets. This was not the compassion that he expected, he wanted his children to walk away completely free. They could take the rest of the family and escape to Medoris when the king lowered his guard. No matter what punishment he received, as long as it was not death, they could come back for him later.
He turned his eyes in the direction of Viscount Durin, urging him to speak up. The viscount looked away, he could hardly plead anymore or else the king might consider him an accomplice as well.
King Raff waited for the shock to be digested and he said his final words. "I will spare Desire Windrider as I have heard about his charitable deeds and good reputation. My decision is final, this court gathering is called to an end."
The herald banged down a gavel and the king stood up, exiting the hall with Elarin. The former prime minister and his sons were led away, their shoulders sagged with despair. They had lost everything that they were once treated with a carefree nature, assuming that these things would be there forever.
Like their noble titles, wealth and freedom. They were drowning in their own despair that they did not hear that crowd’s chants of cheers for justice had been served.
Noble Lords and Ladies left the royal castle in groups, discussing the verdict which was the first of its kind. Some found it to be a worse fate than death after all, which noble had ever worked in a mine? It was hard work, meant for commoners that were uneducated.