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(Note: Francis speaks in a French accent. I didn’t feel like typing his dialogue in a French accent so I ask if you all would imagine the accent as you read his dialogue. I attribute the accent to some olden dialect of Drake City common tongue. He is originally from Drake City.)

Night had come, Francis and Vanessa were about to leave the palace after an uneventful afternoon of keeping tabs on King Theomus. Really Francis did the interacting with Theomus as the King and Vanessa seldom got on well with one another. If anyone was to look stand about Theomus’ Laboratory door, Theomus didn’t mind Francis so much. Theo had finished his experimenting for the night so Francis and Vanessa had bid him goodnight and were headed home. Just as their carriage was ready to pull off from the palace a guard came rushing up screaming for the carriage to be halted.

“DRIVER PLEASE STOP THE CARRIAGE, BY ORDER OF THE QUEEN. The carriage came to an abrupt stop, which made Vanessa look to Francis in serious annoyance.

Francis sighed heavily. He looked to Vanessa pleadingly. He knew his wife was not easy to quell when angered. Accordingly, Vanessa remained silent and allowed Francis to deal with the situation. Francis drew back the curtain of the carriage window and looked at the messenger who’d trotted up to the window out of breath. “Whatever may be the issue? Does my dear sister in law require something from my wife and I? If it is not urgent we would like to return home. And of course, always give her our best regards.” Francis said to the messenger with a smile.

The messenger replied in huffs and puffs having still not quite caught his breath. ”Your grace Governor Francis and Lady Pendragon, I regret having to present you with an imposition; however his Majesty the King has issued an order for an execution tonight. Her Majesty the Queen has requested your grace’s presence. Would your grace please be so kind as to return to the palace?”

Vanessa, with a shocked expression, turned to Francis and gasped, “An EXECUTION?! What on earth happened?” She wondered what would have set Theomus off to hold a public execution. He killed people daily, yes. However those deaths were the result of experimentation in his lab. There were not made tobe public spectacles. Before Francis could reply Vanessa did. ”Right away.” She then called out to the driver. ”Driver, about face. We’re heading back inside. I shan’t miss this.”

Francis shook his head slightly saddened by the news of an execution. They were escorted down the halls and towards the throne room. Peregrine also had just arrived at the doors to the throne room. Francis was glad to see the general. He immediately greeted him and inquired as to what was going on. “General Le Buque what has happened? Who is to be executed and heavens why?”

Peregrine stood with a slightly uneasy look upon his face. He replied stoically, “A young, and certainly foolish, man has been accused of dishonoring the Queen. The King has ordered his death.”

Francis shook his head in pity. ”What an unfortunate happening. Is the Queen alright?” Francis asked.

Peregrine replied looking straight ahead. ”Unfortunately I cannot confirm her emotional state right now. I can only imagine that she must be quite upset in more than one way.” Peregrine chose his words carefully. He made his expressions strategically. He knew exactly what this situation was about. Only a few hours earlier it was him who was embracing the Queen. This young man was filler, cannon fodder, attractive and expendable. Caemyrn used him to pick up what she started with Peregrine. This was consensual, and the queen no doubt wanted a sexual encounter just as much as that young man was willing to provide it. However apparently the fool was not careful and the King found out. Peregrine somewhat felt responsible for what was about to happen.

Vanessa commented, ”I suppose that you will be performing the execution?”

Peregrine slowly turned his head and replied grimly, ”No. I will not. His Majesty would like to restore his wife’s honor personally.”

Vanessa listened and having grown tired of standing outside of the throne room doors she decided to enter. With the swing of her hand in the air, the heavy double doors swung open magically. ”Let’s not dawdle.” She said shortly and she began to swiftly enter the room taking Francis by the hand guiding him forward. Inside Caemyrn and Theomus sat on their thrones.

"Y-Your Grace....I-I..." The young man begged. Francis felt sorry for him. He honestly wished this wasn’t happening, at least not in front of him. He definitely didn’t want to question the integrity of his sister in law but he also wasn’t a fan of executions.

Caemryn rose her hand silencing the boy. "You've dishonored me....Do you think anyone here wants to hear you speak." She said and the defeated look in his eyes were not lost on her, but it didn't effect her. She told him, he wanted to continue to touch her, to linger, when she warned him to leave, so this was his own doing.

She turned her head. "My King, my Love, please softly. "Return to me my honor...." She said.

"Your Grace, Please, Mercy!" He begged but Caemyrn would not hear any of it. Instead, she looked to Peregrine, warning in her eyes. This could be him if they aren't careful.

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Peregrine stared back at Caemyrn trying to decide if fooling around with Caemyrn was worth the risk. If he were ever to get caught, god forbid, there would be no way he’d allow Theomus to execute him without a serious fight. Peregrine would die trying to survive. Unlike Peregrine however, this young man lacked the skill and strength to accomplish such a feat to survive a fight for his life. He was doomed to death. It was clear that Caemyrn would not look out for him or anyone for that matter. She was a survivor plan and simple. Fortunately for Peregrine, so was he.

Peregrine looked toward Theomus, whose eyes seemed fixed on the young man awaiting execution. His eyes then trailed over towards Vanessa. Remembering what she had said earlier, ” Caemryn things would be so much simpler for you if Theo were… preoccupied, somewhere out of the way.” he placed more thought on Vanessa’s words. Honestly Theomus could easily be looked upon as a hindrance to his own kingdom’s longevity. He was most always preoccupied with his personal pursuits leaving Caemyrn to handle most all of the Kingdoms affairs. However usurping the throne was nowhere near any desire of Peregrine’s.

Vanessa looked upon the young man, ”It’s a pity you want him dead. He’s quite handsome. How about an eye for an eye? You could give the boy to Francis and I. He violated you so he could spend the rest of his existence being passed around and violated. Wouldn’t that be fitting?” She said to her sister rather casually.

Francis replied, ”My dear, Caemyrn is a queen and thus such a crime committed against her is only punishable by death usually.” He stepped forward and addressed the King and Queen. ”Your Majesties, I would be honored to handle this task for you. I could pluck out his heart and crush it. We can all go about our way. Her Majesty would have swift restoration of her honor.” Francis wanted to end this fiasco swiftly. He knew that death by Theomus’ hand would be horrid, torturous and long lasting.