Judging the Kingpins
Early next morning was a joyous day for the people of Zanzan.
Because the criminals that had killed the priests had been found.
"So, quick! Our pasha is truly blessed," A few of the moles in the crowd hired by Alexander stirred up the crowd, pointing to the rows and rows of soldiers at the entrance of the temple that held the criminals, in front of whom stood their sovereign.
"Greetings my people," Alexander loudly addressed the sea of devotees below, surprised by the sheer number of them that were there even when dawn was still waking her from her slumber.
"Citizens and slaves," Alexander began with a loud booming voice, "as you know, yesterday was a tragic event for us all." "When I heard the news, I doubted my ears at first. Because I did not believe such acts were possible by humans!" Alexander howled in fake agony as he played the supernatural card.