"How do you plan to execute the Faust Child, Lord?" Eov seemed to interject himself, making light of his question. He felt the strings being pulled across the table, across the lot of them, and decided it was best to derail it now. "Hanging?"
"No," Huso waved off his question, "hangings are for traitors. Perhaps we’ll let her waste away. Hang her in one of those old fashioned bird-cages for all to see wither. Or beheading. The idea of the child’s head rolling rings rather pleasing, too."
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