Dealing with the remnants of the nobles

After finishing the executions, Henry looked down at his blade, now completely covered by blood. A faint look of disgust flickered across his face. With a sharp flick, he shook off the excess, then handed it to Luther, visibly displeased by the thought of this "dirty blood" staining his clothes. He didn't mind the blood of the battlefield, but he had come to hate the idea of getting stained with it during his daily life, a trace of the original one he came to accept.

Luther took the blade without a word, stepping back behind the throne. He used the edge of his own cloak to wipe the sword clean, removing the last traces of blood. Then, he got back to his position, standing watch over the hall as if the corpses under the throne didn't exist.