Sofia had arrived to Lulusia after having sailed for a few days from Jordsand. She was here to talk to the nobility that she assumed had arrived to the island due to that it was going to be each royalty that decides the punishment of the people here.

Once she was on land, she got to the smith's to make sure that her armor was in pristine, perfect shape, as well as a tailor so that her clothing would look as good as well. She had to be as presentable as possible after all, because it was going to be a big public event.

Hopefully she could try to stop the execution from happening, as unlikely as that seemed. But in order to accomplish that, she would need to negotiate a lot. She knew that she wouldn't be able to take down the people who were guarding the event, both because she wasn't strong enough and because it would be a massive hit to her reputation as a noble, way greater than she could get away with. So, she would have to talk this through with the people who were in charge - those very nobles who were deciding what the punishment was going to be, so that she could change what was going to happen from its source.

She was nervous. She knew that it was going to be difficult to figure out what sort of deal she could do in order to prevent their deaths, plus it could earn her a few enemies, but she really wanted to do at least something about this, but without being too reckless about it.