Page 97 of The War is Coming

“That’s a scary thought, but that is a problem for another day. We need to deal with Barnabus and stop this war first,” Blake said.

“We do. I have some other items that need to be discussed,” Indigo said.

Hours later, the meeting finished and everyone stood up saying their goodbyes.

“Dane, Shiloh, can you show our guests out, please?” Blake asked.

“We can,” Shiloh said, gesturing to the door.

The council left along with Dane and Shiloh.

“Guys, I need a moment before you all leave,” Blake called.

Everyone except Blake sat down.

“We need to discuss the Hayes Pack shaman. We know he’s going to be executed because of his crimes, but how are we going to kill him?”

“I like Puff’s idea of hanging, drawing and quartering,” General Gasgoyne said.

“Another idea is we can put two boats on the lake tie him to both cover him in honey and let birds and insects eat him it will be a slow painful death,” Tudor suggested.

“We could flay him alive,” Cade suggested.

“Or skin him,” Mateo said.

“How about we whip all the skin off his back, then hang him until he is nearly dead, castrate and disembowel him, then tie him to the two boats?” Atticus suggested.

“Nice, then we can incorporate a bit of everything,” General Delinga said.

Murmurs of agreement sounded.

“So, all in agreement of this idea, raise your hand,” Blake said.

Everyone raised their hand.

“The motion is passed. Tomorrow evening, he will be executed,” Blake confirmed.

“We’ll need a scaffold built and a fire to burn his bits. A pole to string him up on so the whipping can happen, two boats and lots of honey,” Ash said, making notes.

“We can build the scaffolds and the whipping station,” General Gasgoyne offered.

“I can produce two boats, if you let me know what kind you want,” General Delinga said.

Blake looked at Tudor. “I’ll let you help with that, as it was your idea.”

Tudor nodded. “I can do that I saw the perfect ones when I was researching horrible execution methods.”

“Wait, Tudor,” Puff said, sitting forward in surprise. “You researched different methods?”

“I did I honestly didn’t know there were so many but there was pressing someone to death where a person was stripped naked laid on the ground and a piece of wood like a door was placed on them and then heavy stones or weights put on their chest crushing them to death then there was a red hot poker up the arse boiling them alive in hot oil burning at the stake.”

Alex tapped his leg. “Breathe, my darling.”

Tudor took a large breath.

“Good for you, brother,” Dane said from the back of the room, having walked back in when Tudor started talking.

Tudor grinned. “It was interesting.”