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CHA-CHA-CHANGES
Cornelius sat in his office with Socrates and Lady S’hyrlus. In front of the large desk were D’Tomia Nighthawk and
Syn’Chin Hornsdoodle. Both were shackled.
“What am I supposed to do with you,” Cornelius asked rhetorically. “If I punish you, incarceration, whippings, that sort of thing, I risk civil war. I cannot let you go, as I would be seen as a weak leader.” He exhaled loudly. “We have been friends for centuries.” Cornelius shook his head.
“What did you expect?” D’Tomia Nighthawk asked. “Malthuvius, though not my heir any longer, was in my family line. Was I to ignore the fact that he is facing execution?”
“Same for me,” Syn’Chin Hornsdoodle chimed in. “I do not know what the punishment for B’runix will be, but it will not be nothing. And why? Just for believin
