"What a wonderful day for a hanging." Jaysa heard her husband say. She
glanced over to him to see if he was talking to her or himself. He looked at the platform
as if something great was about to happen. Jaysa turned back to the platform. She
didn't want to be here, but if she left, Danzel would be a dick and try to do something to
Madison. It was a low move to involve her like that. Sounds of drumming could be
heard. Jaysa knew that this was it. The sentence was about to start. She looked back at
her husband who was grinning. A man began to speak out making Jaysa turn her head
towards the man that spoke on the platform.
"Horis T Willart has committed a heinous crime. He had lied to the King and
under law that punishment is death by hanging." The man spoke out. His arms crossed
behind his back and he stood tall and proud. "This punishment is to show all that you
cannot lie to his Majesty, or you will end up like him." He moved sideways letting the
side of his body face the crowd. A man who wore a hood over his head and Horis who
was shackled in chains was brought up to the platform. Some could hear the man weep
under the black hood. The executioner walked over to the man and ripped off the dark
colored hood. Horis squint his eyes from the sun rays that were blinding him. The
executioner pushed the man forward so he was in the middle of the platform. The
hooded man reached for the ropes that were hanging above the man's head. He
loosened the knot finding the right fit. The executioner wrapped the thick rope around
the man's neck and tightened it.
"Any last words." The hooded man spoke. His voice was deep and grainy. Horis
looked at the hooded man staring into his sharp white eyes. He glared at the man
because he knew that anything he said would just fall on deaf ears because he was
bashing the King's wife. "So you have nothing to say?" The man asked. Horis still glared
at the man. The hooded man looked over to his King. Danzel nodded as to proceed.
The executioner reached over for the lever ready to pull it when Horis yelled out.
"Your woman will be the death of this county. She is a curse. She is-,"
"Do it now!" Danzel yelled. The hooded man pulled the lever making the floor
split in two. The man fell through the hole. The rope caught his fall, but it broke the
man's neck in the process leaving the man limp and lifeless. No one moved the body
making sure that he was truly dead before they cut the rope allowing the lifeless body
fall down to the ground. The guards grabbed the man's arms and dragged the corpse
away.
"Well, that was a show." Danzel spoke as he sat down in his chair. He looked
over to his wife with a smile on his face. His features changed when he saw his wife's
tears fall from her face. "Why are crying?" Danzel asked. Jaysa wiped away the tears,
but they kept falling.
"You won't understand." She spoke.
"What's there to understand?" Danzel questioned. "You hate him as well. So why
shed such tears?"
"He was a human. You could have thought of another punishment." She yelled.
"He was about to send you to your death. Do you think if he got away with that
then he would shed a single tear for you?" Danzel yelled back. Jaysa was quiet. "I
understand that you're not used to seeing stuff like this, but you should not take it all to
heart." He spoke in a softer voice. "He committed a crime, and now he paid for it. That's
just what we as royal have to do when we come to these types of positions." Danzel
stood up and looked over the crowd that was once formed. "We have to keep the village
safe." Danzel looked at Jaysa whose head hung. "You'll soon understand why we do
what we do." Danzel spoke. "We need to go now." Danzel spoke. Jaysa stood up and
followed her husband back inside the castle. Once inside, they went different directions.
Jaysa just had to be alone.
Martin was sitting in his chambers. He sat at an oak chair staring at the table that
held nothing on it. He just started into space his mind going over everything that
happened. He finally looked around and notices his room was completely trashed. The
items that usually sat on the oak table were now scattered all over the floor. He stood
up from the chair and walked over to the bed that sat only a few inches from the chair.
The plan had backfired. He had hoped the King would believe a man over a woman. He
bit his thumb nail as he pondered as of why his nephew acted the way he did. It was
that girl. There was something about her that made his nephew go crazy. A normal man
would never doubt his fellow man, but his nephew did. He had to prove her innocent by
having sex and of course, that proved her innocents right away. Martin rolled over onto
his side and sat up in his bed. There was nothing that he could think of right now, and
he knew that his nephew was weary of him over this past incident. He was going to
back down right now and come up with another way he could become King. This would
take some time. Martin sighed and fell backwards. His hand was over his forehead.
"I guess I'll have to wait for my next chance. However, that crown will be mine
one way or another.