The room had gone absolutely still when Ashlynn offered to let Sir Beathan execute members of the Inquisition in the name of justice.
The servants from Blackwell were, perhaps, the most shocked of all. They remembered the young lady who snuck out of Blackwell Manor to watch the sun rise. They remembered her as an elegant shadow following in her father's wake, rarely speaking up and doing little to draw attention to herself. A few even remembered her kneeling in the dirt of her garden, apologizing to the weeds she uprooted in order to let her flowers and vegetables thrive.
None of them remembered a powerful young lady who would swear to hold the Inquisition to count for what they'd done… Nor did they remember a ruthless lady who had to hold herself back from destroying the Inquisition's abbey in Maeril.
