Blood stains the ivory material of my robes, matching the colour of deep rubies of my tiara. My hair curls at the ends, some of it matted with dried blood. I don't bother wiping the grime off my face nor the thick blood under my boots.
My footsteps thud as I walk towards the palace doors. The guards open them immediately, a mixture of fear and apprehension in their eyes. A silence follows as I enter the court and every eye turns towards me.
I make my way to the throne, ignoring the guards and men drawing their weapons and pointing them at me.
The throne is perched above the platform, the gold glinting in the sun.
Voices yell at me, demanding to know who I am. Threats are thrown in the air and some move closer to me.
I pay no attention; my eyes are trained on the throne.
"For the crimes against man, woman and child," I say, my voice bounces of the walls, "for the crimes causing famine. For the crimes of hoarding wealth causing poverty. For the crimes of the murder of those truly innocent."
I pause.
Another voice again demands to know my identity. Though it has no emotion nor meaning behind it, I smile as I turn around. My back now faces the throne. My eyes sweep across the faces of all those present in court before I speak.
"Queen," I say simply, fingering the rubies of my tiara.
And all those who have wronged others fall to the floor, dead.
THE END.
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Of Minds And Souls | ONC 2021
ActionAstraea Flynn Asgard, daughter of Psyedon's greatest assassin, has just done the very opposite of evil; she has done good. After an eight-year chase and the capturing of many small-time criminals, Astraea finally catches, Yuxon - a notorious crimina...
