A young lady stood out from the crowd. "Your highness, I am one of the palace maids. I think the queen should go next."
"You-" The queen gritted her teeth.
"Your highness, I've been sorrowful for our dear princess. She was banned from living in the palace and lived in an abandoned tower. She was forced to wash her clothes and bath in the forest spring. The maids who helped her and showed kindness to her were sentenced to death." She continued. "Prince Clara was to only wear rags and the queen insulted her every day. She called her ugly and worthless but she is the one doing tiresome work around the palace."
The maid pleaded and bowed to King Theon. "Bring justice to the beloved princess, your highness."
King Theon nodded. "Justice..."
Another maid stepped out from the crowd. "The princess never asked but we ought to ask for her sake. She lost the opportunity to enjoy life as a child. We beg you, your highness."
"Don't you dare touch the queen." The guilty king de Bleu said as he was held to the ground.
King Theon crossed his arms. "You talk too much." He huffed. "Hold him at choking point, just let him breathe as little as possible to keep him alive. We want him to witness the death of his family."
King Theon took out the dagger that he used to kill prince Gilbert earlier. He gave it to the assassin holding the queen and gave him an order. "Stab her eyes out. Slit the sides of her mouth to her cheeks. Cut her lips off and cut her hair off as well. After you're done, put her next in the stocks and let the guillotine blade fall on my command."
The people and the noblemen watched in horror as the queen screamed in pain being stabbed in the eyes. King de Blue's face was red from struggling to breath. The eldest prince cried out for his mother but the assassin continued his work.
The sharp dagger pierced through her skin like it was just cutting through paper. Her mouth became larger, her lips were peeled off and her long brown hair was cut to a pixie. The queen was barely alive at this point, murmuring words that no one could make out.
The assassin finally placed the queen in the stocks and looked at King Theon for a signal.
A woman in the crowd started to laugh with joy, making the dying queen go hysterical and try to wriggle out of the guillotine stock.
King Theon winked at the assassin and the blade dropped. The townspeople cheered again with joy. Multiple noblemen already died and some of the few who are still alive re still hanging on. It is expected that they'll die after a few minutes.
Prince Cersi had a blank look in his eyes as he saw his mother's head drop in the basket.
He looked at king Theon with emotionless eyes. "Our ally will end you and your kingdom, just you wait. If they figure out that the bridegroom is dead, they'll come for you."
King Theon looked over his shoulder. "You mean kingdom Singdon?"