The apple hadn't fallen far from the tree; Samuel had just polished it to look nicer. If Heena simply disappeared into the night, Samuel wouldn't just sit back and mourn her absence. He would turn the entire empire upside down to hunt her down. He was too smart, too resourceful, and entirely too fixated on her.
She needed a flawless exit strategy. Something that wouldn't just get her outside the iron gates, but would definitively ensure Samuel never came looking for her. And with only thirteen days left on the clock before the funeral concluded, she had to figure it out fast.
''[Thirty Days Later]''
Well, everything happened remarkably fast after the funeral.
Because, well, it just did. That's how these things worked when someone like Samuel was orchestrating events with ruthless efficiency.
The ceremony concluded within the traditional thirty-day mourning period.
Maya was, of course, formally apprehended and charged with the murder of her husband through slow poisoning.
