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Crimson has always been the color of the Fire Kingdom but no one expect it to be painted across the throne room with heavy metal smell diffusing into the air. It splattered a trail towards a broken window with a few chunks of.....flesh dotting the floor.

Public execution are always carried out with both pride and grief but this particular one only portrayed sheer fury over the victim. As for the executer, Xena held no regret in her eyes nor did the swing of her mace reflect any hesitation. She aimed and smashed the head of King Uriel with no second thought and there she completely separated his head from his neck before sending it flying out of the window. (And that's how Golf was invented)

The headless body blood-spitting neck fell onto the floor with a sickening thud as it went limped. The Almighty King of Fern has fallen.

However, none of his subjects fought for his glory and name. Instead, they all dropped their weapons and kneeled before the General as faint sobs filled the air, leaving the Infernos in great puzzlement yet astonishment.

"May he who cold-bloodily murdered his own wife and sabotaged his own kingdom rest with no peace. No one shall crave his name into the history. A king like him shouldn't be remembered", voice laced with both sorrow and swollen with rage, Xena seethed those words out loud for all the higher officers to hear clearly. She meant it with her whole heart to never let this man into the glorious book of human history.

"H-He killed his wife? He killed Queen Sandra?", the court lady of the palace asked in trembling voice, fear that the General might suddenly avert her anger towards the innocence for no reason but Xena turned to the lady with softened and regretful eyes, glistering under the dim lights as she held her hot tears in with all her will. "Yes....the Queen of Fern is dead....and died under the greed of her own husband", the lump in her throat caused her voice to thicken and crack.

She might be siding with her husband and supported the war at first but Queen Sandra have taken a massive role in the upbringing of Xena Adam and that wasn't something to easily be forgotten. Unknowingly, Xena have engraved the motherly-love of Sandra into her life and each love act she did has the Queen's name written all over it. Her shadows remained in the life of the General til this day and for her to hear the news out of the blue while she was fighting off the Ferns in the alleyway really shattered her already frail heart.

If the Queen herself was killed, Xena could only imagine what chaos the King have caused back in Fern. It gave her more than enough reasons to execute King Uriel and she did it with no regret or grief.

"And those deals.....they're all fake documents. That seal doesn't do anything to prove your alliance. He just wanted your signature for underground work and deals", Xena finally looked at Jimin and spoke to him, though her voice was harsh and gaze with dark but he still took them to heart as if it was his last chance of redemption.

"With King Uriel and Queen Sandra of Fern dead, I don't suppose Inferno is taking over?", Jungkook asked with sluggish voice just because the execution show is over. As usual, not paying much attention to dramas. The General took a glance at the kneeling Ferns and saw many higher officers and members which could only indicate their silent retreat and surrender to the Infernos. Plus, they really do need some kingdom-therapy after what King Uriel did.

"If King Jimin wants them....I guess so", Xena shrugged and rolled her eyes at Jimin's glossy orbs before dismissing the meeting and ordering the maids to clean the place up. Also, to search for the King's severed head for a proper burial. While Xena was attending to the mess, Jimin kept his eyes on her even when the members left. He was patiently waiting for her to finish her job so he could talk to her but it seemed like the General had no interest in him at all, not even when she harshly pulled a bloodied rug from under his feet and almost made him fall face first.

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