Mara stepped over the threshold and into the dungeons, leading Vanessa behind her, "As is tradition here, the guards marked the condemned prisoner's door with a red 'X' to mark him with death."
Vanessa pressed her handkerchief to her nose, trying to hide the smell infiltrating her nostrils, "Get on with it."
Mara rolled her eyes internally, "Colin wasn't the only one here, there was a lowly thief. He was being punished and held."
"You mean he was being tortured," Vanessa corrected, looking over at the rack only do see a decapitated body, "Who's this?' she questioned.
"That, my friend, is the boy that was beheaded under the guise of 'Colin'. The real Colin went through torture and escaped," Mara shook her head, staring at the lifeless body.
"So they just lopped off the wrong head and let Colin go?" Vanessa hissed, staring Mara down, she may have been shorter but she was deadly when angered.
"No, they did not let him go, he escaped and he couldn't have done it alone," Mara corrected, averting her gaze.
"That's not great Mara because Colin knows! One word to Owen and we are destroyed," Vanessa's turned on her heel, walking away from the corpse.
"Especially if the King, your husband, believes her," Mara agreed.
Vanessa looked at her, "Then we need to make sure he's really dead, even if I have to kill him myself."
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Long May She Reign
FanfictionFrance 1557; Owen Stuart, Queen of Scots, had been hidden away at a convent for her safety since age 9. Engaged since childhood to the future king of France, she awaits her return to the French court for her wedding to Acho Denholm, the Dauphin of F...
