Azir knew Sagiri too well. One look into his eyes and the disguise could unravel. Kiuga wanted to comfort the boy, but he stayed looking down. Somehow, he felt emotional about that.
"Big Brother!" Azir cried again, his voice breaking completely. "Please say something!" But Kiuga remained silent. He stared at the wooden platform beneath him and said nothing while the boy's sobs echoed across the execution square.
"Azir! Behave like a city lord!" Zifara yelled an instruction, but of course, Azir kept weeping and begging. Oh, his knees with no shred of dignity."
"Take the city lord away!!" Zifara said his voice was hardening, and his left eye twitched. The child was going to be the death of him.
"Now then, as the people will it, for masquerading to be a chief and of a respectable departed clan, and joining our ranks. You shall all therefore die." Zifara said after a pause.
