Another day ahead.
Léa is buried not far from the family home.
The sun was beating down on the whole village, early in the morning.
Many, if not all, of the villagers were present and silent.
Every gesture was made in silence
Most horrible and unbelievable.
As if the world had ceased to exist,
Along with Lea's.
Habib leaves a bouquet of flowers,
Ruh lights a candle to accompany it.
You couldn't even hear any animals singing.
Everyone had a mark on their heart.
. . .
Governor Rafy had warned the day before;
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Ruh was going to be given to the marquis for his disrespectful behaviour.
Because they are the embodiment of power, a little restraint was needed.
And if this wasn't done, MarcheRoi would be put to the sword.
. . .
Ruh enters his house.
An explosion of dementia.
Ruh smashes both his fists against the table, losing his footing.
His arms begin to bleed profusely.
‘Fucking hell, Ruh!
What have you done, Ruh!
Why didn't you save him, Ruh?
Goddammit! We're gonna lose everything Ruh!’
He grabs a glass and throws it at the window.
It shatters.
Ruh steps on every shard,
but it's too early to see what's penetrating him.
He weakly picks up a long sharp end.
‘Give it back to me... Give Lea back to me.’
He lets out a cry of effort, closes his eyes and thrusts it into his stomach.
Habib's two arms block Ruh in this sepulchral attempt.
‘What the hell are you doing, Ruh!
Now's not the time to run out on me!
Stop being crazy!’
The man collapses in tears.
The younger man slung him over his shoulder and took him to bed.
‘I forbid you to end this.
I'm going to find a doctor to cure you.’
Habib left, leaving his brother on his bloody shroud.
Just like his older brother, he felt an abysmal sense of helplessness, but he had to keep a straight face.
If he too fell, no one would be able to take them back.
He left the house with a cup;
Filled with coffee, because he hadn't slept since the event.
D-7 to Ruh's arrest.