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Chains dragged across the wooden platform as a person in a royal outfit was walked across the stage. The platform creaked as if the sould in which it took screamed out. The whole kingdom was watching as the person stood in front of the object, which was soon to be their doom. The person got down on their knees about to lower thier head. Just as they did, the sky started to poor down as if even god was crying. Thunder began, and the blade of the gullotine let down, causing the head to fall. The head went beneath the stage along with the body so as not to further scar anyone. The bloody blade was raised up, and the execution was done. The kingdom had no idea how to feel. It felt wrong that that specific person was executed, but they committed a crime that was unforgivable. At the end of the day, the royal advisor was dead.

Sorry it is short, I don't typically write long chapters.

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