"Mother!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs as I watched my mother being dragged to the guillotine and kicked to her knees. He then stood up grinning from ear to ear.

Anger and fury filled my face, "to think I actually called that man father"

He began talking "This woman has shamed this nation for far too long causing us to suffer she has filled our hearts with grief and despair she has allowed filth to live within our borders further polluting the country and leading us further to our destruction but her greatest sin was committing witchcraft in front of the eyes of God this has contributed to the death of our sons our daughters. We have been starving with the ongoing drought. Look at what she has done to us my people look at how much suffering we had to go through, God has been punishing us for her transgressions but we can be forgiven the church has given us a revelation from God. Kill the witch and burn her body and we will be saved once again.

I looked on as persons in the crowd began to be swayed by the words of that heretic. They began shouting profanities and words filled with hatred. "Kill her kill the witch" "That bitch is the reason why our son is dead" Kill the bitch" "she's fucked us over for far too long" My daughter, she killed my daughter".

I glared at them anger seething through my veins, my mother did everything she could to help them she drained herself every day looking for a solution to all their problems. She introduced new foods that were easier to grow during drought but it wasn't good enough for them. They were looking for someone to blame for their problems and they choose her to be their scapegoat they betrayed her kindness.

What came from that man's lips next was the beginning of my pain and suffering, "Commence the execution".

I began pulling my chains trying to free myself.

I looked down at my bruised hands and realized it was no use. I l watched my mother as she was locked in tears streamed down my face. I didn't know what to do. I was about to lose the most important person in my life and I couldn't do anything.

Tears streamed down my face and as if she knew what I was thinking" I'm sorry" I thought to myself what was she sorry for she did nothing wrong why should she pay for something she didn't do, why. Why were they taking her away from me?

More words came from her mouth "I love y..." but before she could finish I heard the sickening sound of a blade slicing through flesh it sent shivers down my spine as I saw my mother's head roll to the ground.

I couldn't make a sound I was too choked up to even scream. I thought no myself she's gone, she's really gone. The flood gates opened and tears streamed down my face as I knew I would never see my mother again.

I was then dragged away to the castle dungeon and thrown into a cell in the nightgown I wore when they took me four days ago it was covered in blood and dirt I felt disgusting I couldn't believe that just a few days ago I was able to have a bath at my leisure. I thought to myself how happy I was back then when it was just mother father and me. When father was alive there were no problems in our lives but father suddenly passed away. After that day mother focused on her work.

To this day I do not understand why she remarried that man but I didn't bother with it because she looked happy.

The main entrance to the dungeon creaked open and the clicking sound of heels was heard the sound became louder then it stopped I looked up from the floor of my cell to see my stepsister Lianna and on either side of her were the royal castle guards. She smiled from ear to ear" My my Avyanna in a bit of trouble are we" and with a flick of her hands, the guards quickly dragged to my feet and carried me out of my cell, when I was then hit to the back of my head and my consciousness immediately started to fade.