The ringing of a bell echoed. The sound of a bell signaling the start of execution.
She was pulled to the place of condemnation as the crowds rushed in. The convict wore poor clothes, instead of a dress. Her golden hair is miserably chopped and dispersed, despite the fact that it is said to be long and attractive. She had thin cheeks since she had not been fed well. Rosemary Hubert, who was formerly the crown prince’s fiancée, has met her end.
Tears had already dried up in my face.
I ascended slowly to the stage. A loop of rope was hanging in front of me. Two men on either side of me pushed me forward and tied the rope around my neck. Fear grew when the rope pressed against my neck as they stood on a small step. There was also the thrill of being freed all at once.
Prince Gray, my former fiancé and Tia, his current fiancée looked at me from a distance. I couldn’t even see his expression, but I was sure he was laughing. How would you feel if you labeled your fiancée a sinner and subjected her to the death penalty simply because she was in the way?
Those who knew the truth were silently staring at me, unaffected. When I looked around, I could see the maids who served me well. I wanted to make them smile, but the rope was getting tighter around my neck, and I couldn’t see them clearly.
There were a lot of people that cursed me as well. It’s impossible to avoid it. It can’t be helped; I’ve been told in the shadows that I’m an awful lady. I’ll end my life as an awful lady if I’m defeated…
The bell rang again. Oh, the sentence has been carried out. The men left and put their hands on the mechanism to open the bottom of the gallows.
At that moment, I was called by a softly moving voice.
“Sister! Rosemary sister!” screamed a weeping child. I ignored the pain and turned my gaze to the shouting voice.
“Reinaldo!” I exclaimed, eager to see my little brother, whom I adore above all else. The tears that were supposed to dry up overflowed. My adorable little brother. A sweet little brother who fought for my innocence all the way to the end and never gave up on me. My final wish for you is for you to be happy in the future.
The bell rang. My feet seemed to hover in mid-air. My life was cut short by the rope around my neck. In the state of unconsciousness, the ringing of a bell announcing the sentence’s execution could be heard.
