What Could I Have Done Wrong?

“Was it really necessary to make such a huge fuss?” Looking at the army of ten thousand before him, Searle sneered. “So, have those fools decided how to judge me? Hanging? Life imprisonment? Something else?” The general dropped to one knee. “Your Excellency, you've misunderstood. The Chief Justice... no, the damned heretic who impersonated the Chief Justice and slandered you has been arrested. We're here to welcome you home. Your inauguration as Chancellor will be held at Elperan Square in ten days.” “...Huh?” Searle rattled the manacles on his wrists that suppressed his magic. “Then why am I in handcuffs?” “W-well, there are four weddings next week that you need to attend as the groom... The brides said this was to stop you from running away...” “¿”