Chapter 16 verse 16 committing the worst crimes of treason

Then, pushing aside the plate and the leftovers, he began to quiz me on various incidents concerning Jaampe, forcing me to rethink each individual incident from all possible angles.When he finished the interview, it was like re-living the whole incident, and the anger of being betrayed was vivid again. Verity can see clearly.He leaned back in his chair so he could pick up another piece of wood and send it into the fire, sparks rising from the chimney. "You have some questions." He observed. "You can ask now." He put his hands back on his lap and waited. I try to control my emotions. "Your Highness, your brother," I said cautiously, "has committed the most serious crime of treason. He arranged for the assassination of your wife's brother, Prince Luresh, and attempted to put you to death in order to usurp your throne. And the wife. And the little episode where he tried to kill me twice, and Burrich." I paused to catch my breath, forcing myself to regain my composure and tone of voice.

"You and I believe these to be true, but we have a hard time proving them," Verity said gently. "That's why he's so confident!" I snarled, looking away until I got my anger under control.I'm terrified by the depth of the anger, because I've been suppressing it from myself until now.A few months ago, when I was trying my best to survive, I didn't think about it to keep my mind clear, and the next few months were wasted recovering from Regal's botched plan.I didn't even tell Burrich all this, because Verity made it clear that no one should know too many details.Now, I stand before the prince, trembling with rage.Embarrassed by the sudden convulsions of my face contorting violently, I forced myself to calm down.

"Regal is emboldened by that," I said in a calmer tone, and my outburst didn't change Verity's mind, nor did it make him express it differently.He sat solemnly at the other end of the table, calmly placed his scarred hands in front of him, and stared at me at the same time with those dark eyes.I looked down at the tabletop and traced the cartouche around the corner with my fingertips. "He doesn't appreciate you and the way you uphold the laws of the kingdom. He sees it as a weakness so that he can play justice. He might try to kill you again, and I'm sure he won't let me go."

"Then we have to be careful, both of us, aren't we?" Verity said gently.Lift your eyes to look at his face. "Is that what you're going to tell me?" I pressed, swallowing my outrage. "Fitz Junqi, I am the prince and your crown prince. You swear to me as you swear to my father. And, to be more precise, you also swear to my brother." Verity suddenly stood up and walked along. Walk around the room. "Justice. It is what we desire all our lives, and we should pursue it to the best of our ability. No, we are content with the law, and more so in this matter, and the higher the position the more inclined it is to do so. Justice Will make you the heir to the throne, Fitz, because the horse is my brother, but by law you are illegitimate, so you can never inherit the throne. Some people may say that I took the throne from my nephew.

So should I be appalled by Shadi's attempt to usurp the throne? " I had never heard Verity speak like this before, in a voice that was even and full of emotions.I keep silent. "You think I should punish him. I can do it, and I don't need to prove that he has committed any wrongdoing, and I can make his life miserable. I can send him to Cold Bay like an emissary, and I will send some give him errands, and leave him there, far from the court in great discomfort. I can exile him outright, or I can keep him at the court, assigning him a bunch of unpleasant duties and leaving him no time for interesting plot. He will understand that he is punished, even the less intelligent nobles will understand. Those who sympathize with him will indeed be on his side, and the Grand Duchy of the Inland will plot some kind of emergency on his mother's land. situation, so that he can show up there. Then he can amplify support for himself, and then incite the civil unrest he dreams of, establishing an inland kingdom loyal only to him. Even if he can't achieve that result, he can cause unrest and destroy six The unity and harmony of the Grand Duchy, and I need such unity and harmony to defend our kingdom."

He stopped talking, then looked up and scanned the room, and I followed his gaze.The walls were covered with his maps, Bearnes, Hux, and Ribbon.On the opposite wall were Buck, Farrow, and Tirs, all drawn by Verity's precise hand, with every river marked in blue ink, and every town named.These were his six duchies, and Regal would never know them as well as he did.He rode these roads and helped draw the border.He emulated the way the knights treated their neighbors. He once brandished a sword to defend his country, but he also knew when to lay down his arms and negotiate peace.Who am I to tell him how to rule his homeland?

"What will you do?" I asked quietly. "Keep him here. He is my younger brother and my father's son," he poured more wine for himself, "my father's most beloved son. I propose to my father, if Emperor Zun is allowed to take care of state affairs more , he'll be happier, and King Shrewd agrees to do the same. I guess I'll be busy defending the land from the Red Ships, then Regal will be responsible for raising taxes to strengthen the defense, and also dealing with other internal crises that may arise .Of course, there will be a group of nobles to assist him, and he will have to deal with their quarrels and feuds."

"Is Regal happy about this?" Verity cracked a smile. "He can't say he's unhappy. He's not trying to maintain the appearance of a capable youth, but waiting for a chance to prove himself." He raised his glass and turned to stare at the firewood flames.The only sound in the room was the crackling of the flames consuming the wood. "When you come to see me tomorrow..." he began. "I must do my own business tomorrow." I told him. He put down his glass and looked back at me. "Do you have to do this?" His tone sounded a little weird.She raised her head to meet his eyes, but had nothing to say, so she had to stand firm in front of him. "Your Highness." I said cautiously, "I ask you to allow me to take leave tomorrow, because I have... a private matter to deal with."

He made me stand for a while, then said, "Oh, sit down, Fitz, come on. Guess I'm really narrow-minded, and thinking of Regal puts me in that mood. Of course you can take the day off tomorrow, boy. If anyone asks, just say you're doing something for me. Can I ask what kind of emergency it is?" I watched the flames dance in the fire. "I have a friend who lives in Muddy Bay and I must find out..."