Мафия 86. Vallée des Roses

As they slowly rode away together, the countess fell asleep, leaning against the strong and warm back of her savior, feeling safe for the first time in a long time.

The executioner knew his job and followed the instructions precisely. The tenth rule stated, "The condemned must be aware of their guilt and what is happening." A bucket of ice water was poured over Melisa's head, bringing her back to reality and completely dispelling the comforting visions. The body, which had just felt the warmth of a loved one, now responded with piercing pain. The scaffold was ready, and the crowd was getting nervous about the delay. "She should have just been killed!" a girl shouted, clearly having already decided whose side she was on. The wolves snarled menacingly, as if saying "lol," and their master prepared champagne to celebrate the victory.
- The execution is postponed until morning! - the executioner repeated, shouting over the crowd.
- Until morning... - Melisa whispered barely audibly, and a new hope treacherously crept into her exhausted mind.

And mine?? I tried, but I couldn't.

I'm telling you - it's gone