Ramifications

A hour later in the Nilfgaardian Empire capitol, “Sire, we have diplomats coming to negotiate a temporary peace from Radovid’s court!” Emhyr nodded before stopping felt his throne shake as an portal formed in the centre of the throne room the guards stood alert aiming their weapons directly at the portal before outstepped the giant of an man with two swords on his back and a shield in the shape of a decaying animal, “Who are you?” Emhyr barked, “Or what are you?” “I’m your executioner. The names Zantano-Thánatos; grandson of Hades and Persephone the gods the underworlds, I’m the god of ****, punisher of the evil, sick minded and pissed off and king of Tartarus” “Tartarus where is that?” Zantano pointed down before stating bluntly, “Its under the ground of Hades realm, it’s the darkest deep hole in the realms where only the most sinister and evil beings live!” he laughed, “Your just a demon, which sorceress summoned you?” “No one, I came here for an friend!” “Come to kill me is it? Just try it!” the guards rushed in before being fended off by the god Emhyr watched as the pile of blood covered the floor. Emhyr, who was originally unfazed now began to back away uncomfortably but being thrown back on his throne muttered, “Why now?” “I’ve made an friend with an sweet sorceress called Fringilla; she told me about what you and your men did to her; so I am just getting ****!” he tried to cry in protests but eventually his eyes widened and his wails was bearable throughout the castle, he looked down to see the black rot chew away at his body and his charging council men, staff and remaining guards watched in frozen horror the sight of their king melting away and what left moulded into his throne was an rotten body in his shape, “You thought your Eternal flame was the true gods? Maybe you should revert back!” Zantano growled pushing past them to form another portal and step through it with his blood stained swords and armour.

On returning there was an dark silence from him but they knew he was up to something or had something but none were the wiser and as the other sorceress turned up and during this time ready to lend their aid, Ciri arrived causing an awkward silence around the room especially from Ciri who had learned of her fathers ****, “I can’t believe it Emhyr, that bastard is dead!” Fringilla spoke in disbelief, “That means Ciri is now empress!” she continued Yennefer nodded before snapping, “At least we don’t have to worry about investigating it, practically everyone who was there saw who did it, Zantano! Apparently their faith has been shaken to its core” Zantano shrugged before bluntly saying, “He punished Fringilla and others harshly so I just thought I would take him down a peg or two, not my fault that he couldn’t learn humility” “You killed him because of that?” “Actually because doing that will cause panic in his empire both politically and spiritually, it’s clear that the Eternal Fire is false and thus their influence will fall. In a whole, Nilfgaard will be in turmoil which means more breathing space for Cerys and Skellige” Cerys nodded which caused Geralt to snap, “You can’t just go and kill people because you don’t like them!” “You kill people for money, it doesn’t matter the morality as long as the pay is good! The truth is Emhyr when he died was always going to my prisons for punishment maybe not permanent but he was going to pay, I just bumped his punishment up a bit!” “More like there is another reason like you heard Fringilla’s story and wanted to avenge her?” they looked at him before hearing him...