The pack filled the yard as word spread. Two traitors in one day. Both tied to Varak's lingering influence. I had the men brought to the center and judged them openly. Their confessions came under pressure. They had planned to drug Lila and smuggle her south during the next supply run. Varak wanted her shielding ability for his own warriors.
The pack demanded justice. I stood before them with the kings at my back and the children watching from a safe distance. "These men chose gold over loyalty. They tried to take one of our own. And for that, their punishment is death. Let every traitor see what waits for those who sell Frostfang."
The executions happened swiftly in the bailey. I wielded the blade myself on the second man. The act left a hollow feeling in my chest but I did not flinch. The pack needed to see their queen deliver justice without hesitation. When it ended the silence stretched heavy before approval rose in low growls.
