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My execution day arrives and I am led to the square naked and in irons. Ahead of me is a poor lass who will lose her before I do. Her crime… she stole a loaf of bread. Behind me is a woman that is a whore that made the mistake of if not paying off the sheriff.
Between them I walk through the mob not as a duchess- my title has been stripped- but as a heretic and traitor to the crown. The lass ahead of he has to be dragged up the stairs to the block on the platform. As she is knelt before the block my shackles are removed. I pray to goddess to give me the strength to go to the block with at least my inner dignity intact. I don’t even ask to be spared.
Behind me the fair-haired women who told me her name was Dorothy is calling out men in the mob yelling to them they were stuck having sex with their wives.
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The woman ahead of me has to be bound to the block and she screamed begging for her life, not silenced until the axe falls.
Damn, I spent two days nailed to a cross and survived that and now I am led onto a tall platform. The irons about my wrists are replace with a rope tying them behind me and my ankles are bound together. I am knelt on the platform. The executioner asks “Can’t you stay out of trouble Thessela?”
I look up at him ask “Tree, is that you?”
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“Who did you expect, Thessela?” he replies. “King Henry requested I take two blows to take your head. I refused.”
“Isn’t that dangerous for you?” I ask.
“No, my friend the rodent has paintings of the king unable to get an erection. Should I have you bound to the block?”
“If you don’t mind I would rather you not” I reply and lower my neck to block.
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The block is warm and sticky from the first women’s blood. He lowers the blade on to the back of her neck to take aim. I feel the sharp steel against my neck. He says “Stay still, Thessela”
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As he grunts winding up to swing the axe I feel my pee trickle down my thighs.
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I can’t help but cry out “Goddess, take me into your …
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Allow your narrator to wrap this up as Thessela will have difficulty communicating from here on…
Thessela’s head almost rolled off the platform when Tree grabbed it and spiked it on a pike. Her body was still twitching involuntarily when it was hauled up by the ankles.
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Dorothy is led on to the platform and looked at Thessela’s body displayed in two parts. She asks the execution if she was to be displayed as Thessela is. Tree replies “Sorry, Dorothy, but you and the thief are going to feed at the royal hog farm…”
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