Isadora's POV:
I stepped forward, attempting to prevent further escalation and maintain our low profile. "We can resolve this more calmly," I pleaded with the advisor.
He scoffed, showing no interest in negotiation. Instead, he commanded his men to drag Matamoros to the podium, intending to use him as a scapegoat—an example for those who didn't respect his new authority.
I continued to reason with the advisor, "There's no need for such a public display. We can find a solution without resorting to this."
The advisor, unmoved, retorted, "He should have known better when he chose to die for love, disrespecting me in front of everyone. Now he'll face the consequences."
I couldn't bear to witness the brutality unfolding before me. The advisor wiped more blood dripping from his nostrils, hi
