Back in the palace, Leonidas leaned against his throne, having been able to relax somewhat since the talks with the Kes'nal emissary had ended the war, no more villages being attacked or losing their female population. It also meant that Morigan was safely away from the castle and her little schemes would be done with for the time being. While her willingness to take the throne could be admired, though the man was not about to do so when it required his own death. He hoped that the quiet way in which he had tried to appear unwilling to give her any real advice on how to proceed was the reason behind her agreeing. Pushing on through the day though, he was still concerned about her well-being, since, after all, she was his daughter. The town that would soon have her in a cage had agreed not to execute her if they were permitted to find another, more fitting, punishment.<br/><br/>------------------------------<br/><br/>Taking the paper from her, the man left, leaving her with the replacement guard. After a quick word outside with the sheriff, he went and collected a small knapsack of supplies, climbed on a horse, and rode off towards the capital. With the sherrif heading back towards the town's court house, he spoke with the mayor, and a few other people helping to restore the court house to a sufficient state to handle a trial. As the sun began to dip behind the hills, a group of six guards entered the sheriff's quarters and unlocked her cage. "Come with us." they say, and then simply drag her out, regardless of whether or not she did as they had said. Walking with her down the length of the main square, all the way to the opposite end of it where the court house stood, they made sure the residents could see her as they went. "The court was in better condition than first thought, so your trial will happen now." growls the lead guard, pushing her through the door and down the walk way towards another cage.<br/><br/>As everyone gathered got themselves ready, an owl landed on the open window sill, though curiously interested in Morigan, no one seemed to think it out of place, or notice that it was a couple of inches taller than it should have been. Locking her inside the cage, the guards positioned themselves around her and then stood straight as the mayor, sheriff, and what seemed like an impossible number of people filed into the room. The mayor took the magistrate's seat, the sheriff standing just in front of the table, and the rest taking a seat in the audience area. "Princess Morigan. You stand trial today before your citizens on the charge of treason." the mayor says slowly, and then looking down at a scroll in front of him. "The evidence of this charge is the agreement you made with the animals invading our kingdom, whereupon you would let their<i>leader</i>use your body for five years, and making no effort to counter the King's agreement to the animals keeping thousands of females from the Kingdom of Volshad for a year, for the same purposes. Do you have anything to say about the charge before you, before sentencing is passed?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>