The civilians’ scream grew louder. They wanted to see the witches–disgusting creatures unworthy of the land of their country–incinerated and returned to hell, where all female demon should dwell.
A soldier wearing blue colored uniform embroidered with Puerro emblem on his chest, who was standing next to the fallen woman, did not show even the slightest mercy. He promptly tugged and dragged the struggling prisoners.
It didn’t take long until all three prisoners were tied at the stake. A soldier had begun spreading hay on the witches feet when suddenly one of the witches raised her head and stared right at the spectators. Tears rolled down from her blue eyes before she began to whisper curses upon those trampling on their kind. “The time for vengeance will come ….”
“This kingdom will fall … human will perish,” another witch said with trembling voice and hatred beaming from her eyes.
The cheers and clamors suddenly died down. Fear started to appear in the eyes of those gathering for the spectacles.
The last witch turned to King Charles. Her tearing eyes met the King’s dismayed stare. She smiled a somber smile before speaking softly, “and when that time comes, so will the end of your lineage.”
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