Why can I not get rid of that weird quote box?
So, better late than never, my page 4000 submission. Late because my original story didn't gel and I ended up doing something completely different. 
"Submission"
He had made his choice. He made it when he raised his sword against his leader… no, before that. When he spoke against the deaths of the mages who surrendered, spoke of the duties of a templar, Cullen had known in that moment that his lot was cast.
Treason.
No illusions that he was choosing anything but death.
He prayed to the Maker. Not for impossible deliverance, but for peace, acceptance, submission.
Cullen didn’t know when his death would come, but it was as inevitable as the stone walls around him. Would he be relieved, with the unbearable wait finally over? Or would he try desperately to drink in every sight and sound on his last walk to face the noose?
Footsteps in the corridor. Cullen’s head, resting on his prayer-clasped hands, snapped up. Wary as a templar, always.
The cell door opened…