[WFRP] The Bloody Crown XIII

[-Sentinel-]

Elsa was not sure what Sieghard could possibly mean by that, apart from suggesting that he confess to the crime; which was of course unthinkable.

"Can we go talk upstairs?" she whispered, her gaze meaningfully sweeping the crowded common room.

She led him to her room and shut the door. Her eyes, which often burned like embers whenever she was casting spells, now gazed at Sieghard very coldly. This was no temporary annoyance; Sieghard could see in her expression that she thought less of him than she did yesterday.

"I don't know what you thought would happen, exactly," she said, keeping her voice low. "It was always a given that the Prince would want someone to pay for this. Do you think it was worth it? Do you think the smile it brought on your face was worth whatever's going to happen to the poor sod they arrested?"

"Now there's no undoing it. Even if you were to go to the Prince and admit what you did, he'd find it more politically convenient to punish some no-name troublemaker than the governor of the Thornwood. He'd rather look like he's laying down the law than show everyone that he had opposition within his own inner circle. But you didn't think about the consequences, did you?"