Chapter 97 : The Death of Mayor Duncan (2)
"Is it true? The mayor's really dead?" one man whispered, craning his neck to glimpse beyond the iron bars.
Another nodded solemnly. "Yeah. Word is spreading fast. That's… that's terrible. The mayor was a good man."
"Good? He was more than that. He helped rebuild the south district after the bandit raid. Who's going to lead us now?"
Someone else, a woman in a tattered shawl, shook her head and spoke. "They're saying he was murdered but others say it was natural. I hope it's the latter. He looked fine just yesterday."
"Yesterday?" a younger man interjected, brows furrowing. "I saw him early today! He passed through the central plaza with a few soldiers."
The crowd went silent for a brief moment.
The weight of that statement hung in the air like fog.
"Then how could he have died so suddenly?" someone murmured.
"That's just… really sad."
Another voice from the back broke through the silence. "I wonder who'll be the next mayor."
