It didn't last more than 20 minutes this time.
"No! My Lady! Don't do this, please have mercy!!"
An elderly man pressed his forehead down near Charlotte's feet.
He was pleading, out in the open, inside the wide King's audience hall.
He shot his eyes toward the King but the King could not do anything at this point to save him.
It was all over so very soon.
Charlotte did not lift her eyes off the elderly man who had been a prime minister just seconds ago.
All cocky before and now look at him….
Charlotte could hear the gasps, the breathing, and the tension gathered all around her.
Her own mother, her sisters they were all watching this.
With an unsettling feeling sitting inside her chest, Charlotte unsheathed her long sword.
"Charlotte!!"
Her mother raised her voice but she did not listen.
And in the midst of it all, several voices filled with rage reached everyone's ears, echoing all around them.
"Kill that bastard!"
"Long live Princess Charlotte!"
"Kill him!!"
