Rollo hated you. Hated how you would reject his advances. He was putting you before his faith so why didn’t you love him back?

He watched as you were dragged out in front of the cathedral. Your burning at the stake would surely bring him a sense of satisfaction. You couldn’t reject him if you were nothing but ashes.

“This boy is full of sin! We must return him to the hells, where he belongs!” He said as he stood in front of you. The townspeople agreed as you were tied to the pole.