[h2]Tyaethe[/h2]

The vampire's eyes flicked over to the two knights, a too-bright red in the slowly darkening camp. "If we were to appoint ourselves executioners, the public would be denied the evidence that justice was done, and the Roses would gain a reputation as little more than barbaric attack dogs rather than a noble order." A matter hardly helped by their estrangement from the Church, but that was an argument she had lost decades ago, and pointless to revisit in a scene such as this.

"And even the worst of criminals should be permitted the time to reflect and repent their actions, rather than wander forever in the darkness," Tyaethe continued, eyes focused on something far away, "Not everyone can realise in the moment of their deaths."

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