The Red War

Chapter 4 | The Queen of Evanora

| 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝒶𝓈𝓉 |

Screaming was all Tamara could hear, cries in the distance that she wasn't able to see. The bag over her head blocked all light from the outside world, because of this what she assumed were two guards helped her walk onto some sort of platform. With a quick jerk the bag came off her head. Thousands of her people were gathered in front of her, the crowd continued far into the distance and down the long narrow street. Looking either side revealed two guards that stood motionless, bellow her was a closed wooden hatch, she knew what this was. The once rabid crowd died down once they saw Amelia, she slowly walked onto the platform, avoiding eye contact. Everything in this moment started to fit Tamara, her kingdom had been taken, the gauntlet had been taken... The most worrying thing was the fact she knew nothing of where her daughter was, she could only hope that she wasn't taken prisoner. Amelia held the gauntlet in her arms, non caringly she threw it aside onto the platform. The crowd cried out and began to howl, this to time was almost as important as them taking the Queen. All of the knights that surrounded the crowd on all sides began to slam their staffs into the ground, creating a beat which slowly overshadowed the crowds screaming. Once the only sound left was the beat of the staffs Amelia began to speak.

"You are all probably wondering why I'm here, why your Queen is behind me. Well let me ask you all this, what has she really done for you. When the hour was darkest she saved this Kingdom Ill give her that, but, not for all but herself, She thinks just because her past lover was Dragons blood that she has control over all of you. For years her and her family have looked down upon this kingdom in disgust, she has been hungry for more power then she already has, Ive seen this first hand. The past year I've lived with her in the castle and saw the true nature of her and her children. When my father, Jay, the Lord of Blood came to visit, Tamara had become threatened by him, she needed his power for her own. She butchered my father like a pig and destroyed the daggers of old." The crowd was completely silent, listening to every lie Amelia told them.
"I witnessed her trying to dispose of the body, she threatened and blackmailed me to keep my mouth quiet or she would do the same to my brother and I. For weeks I was kept here against my will, mentally tortured. My brother, the new lord, was able to see me in secret though. He told me of a grand new idea for all of Staeso, to bring it into a new era and change the racist ways of old. The rulers of both the South and North agreed to these ideas we want to implement." Tamara collapsed onto her knees and began to cry, the thought of her best friends betraying her was to much. The two guards beside her grabbed her violently by her arms and pulled her up off the ground. A few of the crowd members began to scream things such as "Kill her" and "Kill the Queen". The people turning on her was the final nail in the coffin, Tamara knew she was defeated.
"Staeso will no longer be separated into four areas but will now be split down the middle, the North and South. The North will be run by a King and Queen, my brother Octavian and his soon to be wife Laura. The South will be ruled over by myself and the Great Angel Alex. Together the four of us will bring Staeso into a new age, one of hope, dreams and glory. Today is the birth of the Order... The Order of Blood. Don't let that name sway your opinion. We don't take blood, we only remember the blood of our fallen, the ones that fought for us." The crowd really began to pick up momentum. They all were cheering to this idea of a united Staeso, it was almost like they had forgotten their loyalty to Tamara in a instant.
"To bring in this new era however we got to eliminate the old." As she shouted these words the two guards began to tightly wrap the noose around Tamara's cold frail neck, she clenched her shoulders when its rough surface scratched her skin. One guard stayed close to her while the other walked over and rested his hand on the lever.
"Tamara Claw Howers, First of Your Name, Husband of The Dragon, Queen of the old, The Last Wolf. I sentence you to die." The sheer volume of the crowds screaming sealed her fate. Men, woman and even children screamed and cried for her to die.