Augustus held the silence, letting the emotions of the people settle in. It was likely that everyone in the room didn't even know those laid to rest, but his words appealed to something more. A belief in their own righteousness and a disgust for Cras. "What must we do?" He finally spoke, seeing enough people drawn in. "Time and time again, we have offered wheat. Every time we tried to show mercy the way the Lord offers it, they spat in our faces. And now, our people, our good and noble people. Those who wish to make an honest living, those who are like me and you. They had families, dreams and ambitions. And now." Augustus took a deep breath and closed his eyes, letting a silence fall upon everyone.
