It was the next day, the dreaded day of their execution.
Madam Hoot made sure to let the entire kindom know about the prince's execution. It was her next move to overthrow the kingdom, letting the balance of the Houses flip and take advantage of the skirmish of the Houses when they're playing their game to steal the throne.
"Is everything ready?" Madam Hoot asked the guard on patrol. They were in her office, the woman standing over her window, watching the cloudy skies looming ovet the city.
"The guards said their shift was peaceful," the guard responded.
Madam Hoot nodded and grinned, "Good job. We will soon finish this prince and will carry on with our plan."
"Yes, Madam," the guard formed a salute but Madam Hoot walked over took his hand, caressing it to her face.
"I told you, you can call me 'darling' when we're alone," Madam Hoot said seductively. She took the guard's hand and licked it, the guard retracting it instantly.
