An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

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In this pivotal moment, Ambrose had utterly forsaken all rationality, succumbing to a reckless frenzy.

He staunchly believed that his tireless efforts had been instrumental in Rufus’s effective governance of West

Lucozia.

In Ambrose’s perspective, reveling in the privileges of power and authority was a well-deserved entitlement.

Why hold such a position if he couldn’t relish its benefits? Sacrificing the lives of a few commoners seemed trivial

compared to his role as governor. He failed to perceive any wrongdoing on his part, attributing the entire crisis to

Rufus’s lack of wisdom.

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“Ambrose, do you still refuse to accept it?” Rufus shook his head, disappointment etched across his face.

He went on, “Your son ran rampant, lives were callously taken, and the people were treated as if they were

inconsequential. Your actions mirror those of ancient savages-burning, killing, and pillaging!”

“I’ve achieved greatness! I built West Lucozia’s prosperity, ensuring its citizens’ well-being! What harm is there in

removing a few inconsequential lives?” Ambrose bellowed.

“Ambrose, your accomplishments don’t absolve you of your crimes. Your contributions don’t justify your

malevolence. The honors you earned won’t shield you from facing the consequences.” Rufus rebuked.

He added, “We’re here to seek justice for the people, not to oppress them. If everyone adopted your logic and

behaved as you did, West Lucozia would crumble.”

“Ambrose, face the consequences for your mistakes. Your guilt is undeniable, and there’s no escape,” Eloise said

icily.

“I refuse! I refuse to accept it!” With fiery eyes, Ambrose continued to rage, having completely lost his reason in

the face of life and death.

“Your refusal won’t change anything. The evidence is solid. No matter how you try to defend yourself, it’s futile,”

Rufus declared, shifting his gaze to Albert.

“According to West Lucozia’s laws, how should we deal with Ambrose’s crimes?”

“Hanging, drawing, and quartering,” Albert replied casually. The mention of this execution made even Eloise, who

stood nearby, visibly tense.

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It was the cruelest form of punishment, involving hanging by the neck but not to the point of death.

Then, the person would be drawn behind a horse to the execution site and have their four limbs tied to different

horses, pulling their limbs in various directions before it ended the condemned life.

Only the most heinous crimes warrant such a punishment.

“Ambrose, considering your years of service, take up the blade and end it yourself!” Rufus commanded sternly,

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“Rufus, you scoundrel! I served you faithfully for so many years, and now you want to kill me? I curse you to a

miserable death!” Ambrose continued to shout, resembling a madman.