The Little Crow

Chapter Sixty - [Winner]

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Adrien stared out the floor-to-ceiling length windows of his office with a deep frown creasing his face. Normally, the view was quite pleasing, the sight of nearly all of the Military District and beyond quite clear to him. Achillis especially was a beautiful sight, its imposing form looming frighteningly over the rest of the city. He even had the perfect view of the wing that Thea worked in, though that knowledge was pointless seeing as her office had no window.

Today, however, he was distracted by a different view.

He could feel the unrest in the city below him as the outrage and protests continued... it had been like this from the moment the news of the recovery of Miriella's body was made public... which was the day after his interaction with Thea at the jail... just as Thea and her annoying friends had warned him.

He could understand the outrage - the murder of one of the most beautiful Aiverian girls by her near noble ranking father was certainly a cause to be outraged about... especially when the father was not only from one of the oldest Aiverian families that still existed, but was also the Secretary of Defense. He was a representative of the people... and the people felt betrayed. How dare a man who was meant to be a protector of the people end up being so profusely immoral.

All of that made sense.

What he could not understand were the protests.

Rivier had been apprehended... by Killian no less... Killian who, for the most part, seemed to suddenly be considered quite favorable among the Aiverian people. Though it seemed like anyone would have been better than Rivier, Killian's youth, military background and no-bullshit attitude seemed to be pleasing to the general public. It also certainly helped that he was a traitor to the Elorians.

So what were the protests for? What more were these people asking for?

Did they want Rivier dead? That was certainly the direction Rivier looked to be heading. Last Adrien heard, the State was planning on pinning quite a few military failures on him. He was already going down so why not let him take the blame for a few other things down with him? It was a death sentence... surely.

Rivier would not be coming back from this. No way.

Did the people not trust that this was how it would be? Did they think that after all this humiliation, the President would just let him live?

Adrien sighed. It seemed then that the unrest would continue until Rivier was no more, then.

Whatever the case, Adrien knew his father was pleased. He never liked Rivier, and with him gone, that was one more head of an old, rival family gone. Plus, he had no heir... so that was it. That family was really gone.

And according to his father, the only real problem left was, in fact, Killian.

An ugly burr gripping tightly onto the beautiful Achlis, his father would say. "The president's favor of Killian is disgusting," his father continued when he heard the news that the President had sent Killian on some sort of mission up North the second he returned from retrieving Rivier. "Sending him off on his own on all of these apparently significant missions. It's a disgrace... especially when there are so many perfectly capable pure-blood Aiverian men who could do these jobs even better. That man must go if there is to be any sense of purity in Achlis."