hands are shaking, and eyes are darkening with realization. he believed that for what he had done he would simply be executed and that would be the end of it. the uprising on sennati square with the assassination attempt on the emperor is no joke. but now he must spend the rest of his life in damn irkutsk, in some wilderness called siberia and far from the bustling life of the capital. he looks away at the wall of this dark raw prison.

crap.