Fulfilling Promises

Faustina took her own time apprehending Mircea's earlier sentence. She blinked once then twice and then some more. "How?" She finally croaked. 

Mircea's face seemed to be contracted into a complicated emotion, "I found Jerome. I am guessing he and Vita were fucking." Faustina gasped at Mircea's use of words. Mircea chuckled-how original of her. Nevertheless, of her intervention she continued. "Vita lured him toward the throne. I will tell you the rest of the story once we are out of this saint's forbidden place" 

She waited for her sister to get up, however nothing sort of happened. Faustina stared at her from where she had bawled herself in the corner. "Does the council know you are here to take me?" She asked after a long stretch. She seemed to be calculating things. 

Mircea slowly nodded at her unsure of what to say. She was running on a tight schedule. Just like Este, Mircea wanted to wrap up the public execution before Frey arrived.