Yaxley must have come to him in a towering rage, because when we were summoned he (Yaxley, that is) was Petrified mid-shout, spittle flying.
He (the Lord Protector, that is) began to speak about something—I must admit I did not listen very closely, as it had nothing at all to do with the Petrified person in our midst. After a few minutes he stopped. Then he killed Yaxley. Then he dismissed the meeting—rather, he left, and we were left with a body and no further explanations.
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Yaxley must have come to him in a towering rage, because when we were summoned he (Yaxley, that is) was Petrified mid-shout, spittle flying.
He (the Lord Protector, that is) began to speak about something—I must admit I did not listen very closely, as it had nothing at all to do with the Petrified person in our midst. After a few minutes he stopped. Then he killed Yaxley. Then he dismissed the meeting—rather, he left, and we were left with a body and no further explanations.
It was not his most coherent evening.