In the citadel of Susa, the Jews killed and destroyed five hundred men. They also killed Parshandatha, Dalphon, Aspatha, Poratha, Adalia, Aridatha, Parmashta, Arisai, Aridai and Vaizatha, the ten sons of Haman son of Hammedatha, the enemy of the Jews.
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"If it pleases the king," Esther answered, "give the Jews in Susa permission to carry out this day's edict tomorrow also, and let Haman's ten sons be impaled on poles."
So the king commanded that this be done. An edict was issued in Susa, and they impaled the ten sons of Haman.
Esther 9:6 – 10, 13 – 14
She stared up to the naked, bleeding body of her husband, her love.
Adalia.
She knew that marriage was a matter of the state and most couples did not even feel affection for each other. But this had not been so with her husband and herself.
From the moment they had been married, Adalia had always been kind to her. She knew that she was not beautiful. She was not skilled in anything, nor had she proved herself to be particularly fertile. Their union of four years had only resulted in one child – and that child was pale and sickly, not expected to live long enough to be his father's heir. But Adalia had loved that child with all his heart and might, naming him Hammin as a tribute to the child's grandfather. Adalia did not spare his son any comfort and spent an inordinate amount with him, always making an effort to be around when his son might need him.
And now he was gone.
She made no attempt to hold back her sobs as she knelt in front of Adalia's body, wailing and pulling at her hair.
She had not only lost her husband and her one and only love, but also her protector in a dangerous land. She had no family to speak of and her only hope had been in that of her husband. When she had first married him, she was ecstatic to know that she would now not be alone and she would be linked with one of the most powerful families in court.
All this had come to an end with the influence of the beautiful Jewish queen on the king.
From now on, she knew that she would be treated with disgrace and contempt. They had spared her life, but it was perhaps only out of pity. She was utterly abandoned now.
What of her son, Hammin?
Her weeping increased as she thought of what would happen to him. He would grow up fatherless and in poverty, the grandson of the traitor Haman, son of Hammedatha. He could never hide or escape from his past, for his name bore witness of who his grandfather was. There was no question in her mind that he would be shunned and a social outcast.
As she stared at Adalia's body, she wondered what would become of her and her son.