Lost in the Path of Fate

Chapter 36 - Execution

A/N: Music is "Demise of a Nation" the extended version on YouTube! You can play it right at the start for a better reading experience.

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It was the day.

Gideon Woodlock, the War Commander of the House of Masters would be executed by having him beheaded in front of the citizens of the kingdom.

He was afraid, he did not know what to do.

Gideon wanted to just cry after a month long of suffering but he strengthened his resolve.

Ugh!

He groaned as he was pulled by the hair and dragged through the dirty path.

The War Commander could not see anything as he was blindfolded nor could he speak because of the cloth that acted as a gag in his mouth.

He was so weak, after not eating for weeks, he had lost every ounce of strength in his body. 

Gideon became a total mess as he was constantly tortured in prison.

All he could do right now was think about the words he wanted to say.

He wanted to live, to serve the young master with all of his life.

He lowered his head as he thought about it.

'Execution, the day I die' He chuckled in his thoughts as he pondered over it.

He would die at the age of twenty and he did not even get to live his life to the fullest.

"Ay, why are ye lowering your head, ya bastard?!" The knight walking behind Gideon spoke and he kicked him in the back. 

Gideon weakly stumbled as he tripped over a small rock and fell face first in the dirty and muddy road.

Groaning softly, he inhaled the earth. His face was stained with the dirty water mixed with soft soil and his already ragged clothing became even dirtier.

Gideon tried to get up with his elbows since his hands were tied.

"Stand up straight ya criminal!" The same knight spoke as he stepped on Gideon's back with force causing Gideon to slump back in the mud and his face hit the murky waters again.

He could feel the putrid taste of the disgusting puddle in his mouth but he could not spit it out. His mouth was forced open with a cloth in between and he could not remove the dirty water from it.

He could only lie on the ground with the heavy foot on his back.

The knight continued to step on Gideon and place more force in his back.

'Fuck this' Gideon thought in his head as his face was now fully submerged in the puddle and he could not breath.

"Why don't ya stand up ya bastard? KEKEKE" The knight mocked as he produced an ugly laugh.

'I can't... breath...' Gideon thought as his body was unresponsive and he was like a corpse lying in the mud.

"Oi, don't kill him yet. The prince would get mad if he does not get beheaded alive!" The other knight whom Gideon had come to know as Paz, the one that continued to torture him all throughout the time he was imprisoned spoke. 

"Yaaa! His highness, our future!" They all spoke with sparkling eyes while Gideon was on the last string of his breath.

"GET UP YA BASTARD!" The knight called out again as he grabbed Gideon by the hair once more and punched the back of his head.