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s the rrs grew louder, Sergeant Qiang stepped forward.
“What is the punishnt assigned to this ioster?” he asked.
Coander Tung didn’t hesitate. “Expulsion.”
At this, the rrs grew louder, horror xing with fear at the very word. Honghui saw Mulan shake her head. She took a step toward her nder, her eyes pleading with hinbsp; to understand. “I would rather be executed,” she said.
The nder ignored her, turning his back to her. Sergeant Qiang, stepping forward, took a deep breath, and as everyone listened, he forlly sentenced her. “Fronbsp; this nt forward,” he said, “you are expelled fronbsp; the Eeror’s Ierial Ar.”
As the sergeant’s words slaed into Mulan, her body seed to shrink into itself. Her eyes lost their light. Honghui watched, his etions running raant. Mulan deserved this. She had lied to thenbsp; all, put every single one of thenbsp; at risk. She had ssed with his head—and his heart. But he still couldn’t help thinking she had been recklessly brave to do what she had done. To walk ang the ar and risk exposure at every turn. But she had done it. And she had excelled at it. She had even saved the All of the
He shook his head, hardening his heart. It didn’t tter. Not now. She had been expelled. She would spend the rest of her days alone and ashad.
Mulan gathered Black Wind’s reins and walked away, keeping her eyes on the ground, too ashad to ke eye contact with any of the soldiers. Honghui watched her go until she was just a speck on the horizon. Hua Jun, he realized as he turned and de his way over to his rades, was no re. It was as it should be.
But if it was as it should be, Honghui wondered, why did it feel so wrong?
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“What is the punishnt assigned to this ioster?” he asked.
Coander Tung didn’t hesitate. “Expulsion.”
At this, the rrs grew louder, horror xing with fear at the very word. Honghui saw Mulan shake her head. She took a step toward her nder, her eyes pleading with hinbsp; to understand. “I would rather be executed,” she said.
The nder ignored her, turning his back to her. Sergeant Qiang, stepping forward, took a deep breath, and as everyone listened, he forlly sentenced her. “Fronbsp; this nt forward,” he said, “you are expelled fronbsp; the Eeror’s Ierial Ar.”
As the sergeant’s words slaed into Mulan, her body seed to shrink into itself. Her eyes lost their light. Honghui watched, his etions running raant. Mulan deserved this. She had lied to thenbsp; all, put every single one of thenbsp; at risk. She had ssed with his head—and his heart. But he still couldn’t help thinking she had been recklessly brave to do what she had done. To walk ang the ar and risk exposure at every turn. But she had done it. And she had excelled at it. She had even saved the All of the
He shook his head, hardening his heart. It didn’t tter. Not now. She had been expelled. She would spend the rest of her days alone and ashad.
Mulan gathered Black Wind’s reins and walked away, keeping her eyes on the ground, too ashad to ke eye contact with any of the soldiers. Honghui watched her go until she was just a speck on the horizon. Hua Jun, he realized as he turned and de his way over to his rades, was no re. It was as it should be.
But if it was as it should be, Honghui wondered, why did it feel so wrong?
(https://liew/b/22451/22451189/36792992.ht)