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The queen wore her finest gown. Her crown rested atop perfectly styled hair. Her eyes, wide with horror, were painted with cosmetics only royalty could afford.
She protested through her gag as the soldiers arranged her on her throne. The drugged tea they had forced into her ensured she couldn't fight.
They sat her up straight, with one hand clutching her royal scepter. They stepped back, admiring the tableau. Only one detail was missing.
One soldier thrust the queen's own gem-encrusted dagger through her throat, pinning her to the throne.
