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Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

The Queen had been much loved by the people until the King had put her before the courts under false charges. Audrey had never been unfaithful to her husband, but he was determined to get her out of his life. This would ultimately free up the throne and crown for Marialla, the King's newest whore. The Queen was disappointed, as well as distraught. She had thought their marriage had come into a mutual understanding. That, at least, he had come to endear having her as his wife. She should have known better. Even though the Queen was striking, apparently the King found Marialla more his taste. Audrey's five foot five, one hundred and fifteen pound, frame was pacing the interior of the room she was imprisonsed in. Alas, the fire haired lass of twenty-four winters was destined to die upon the rising of the next day's sun. Despite her stance of respect from the people, no one dared to oppose the King. To question the King was to forfeit your life. No man, servant or lord alike, would risk such a thing. The King hadn't allowed her her normal attireit was another one of his ways to sate his twisted sense of humor. She had been reduced to simple servant's attire, at least until the hour of execution - it was meant to further dent away at the Queen's pride and honor. It was as if he were saying - be regal in that, my love - in that snide, sarcastic tone he was so well known for. The priest had just left her and the seriousness of her predicament was beginning to weigh down upon her shoulders. Was she really to die upon the morrow? In god's eyes, she had never faltered but instead of being rewarded, she was being tossed to the dogs by the whim of a fickle king. If she could, she would find a way to return the sentiment but there was no escaping from her tower prison. Her green eyes slid closed as a sigh slid past her supple lips, but were quick to open after hearing the knock at her prison door. It made her want to laughreally, as if she had a choice to deny them enterance. Come in, the Queen murmured as she took seat upon the bed that had been provided to her for her last night on this Earth. The door lock clicked as the key turned the bolt and after a moment, the door opened allowing the guard enterance to her cell. I have already been issued my last rights. What would you have of me? she inquired, her head almost cocked up regally, as if she were still seated upon the throne.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Thomas opened the door with a grin like a cheshire cat. This was going to be fun, he thought. Oh, don't worry, my lady, he said with an exaggerated bow. I'm no priest. I have a different role in your stay here, he said, making a motion like one would when swinging an axe, not leaving much to the Queen's imagination as to his job. He'd never seen the Queen up close, and she didn't look anything like he imagined. She was beautiful, actually, with her pretty red hair, nice delicate frame, and perfect skin. Yet she was dressed as a commoner. Is this how you always are attired, my lady? he continued to tease. I thought the King does enough plundering that he'd be able to afford you a more decent wardrobe. Prancing over to her, he stood over the bed, hands on his hips and stared down at the forlorn-looking thing. So there's one thing I need to know before it's too late, he said, making conversation as if they were old friends. But how often, after all, did one get a chance to chat up a monarch as if she were a common peasant. Everyone wants to know, really. Did you do it? he asked, still with a big smile like it was a game.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Audrey was so used to being given common courtesy and respect. When this man came in here and begun to play his game, she grew very angry, though she knew she had no right to be. Alas, when the sun rose tomorrow, she would be queen no more. Ah, so you're the one to be my executioner, she said as if she were amused. Still she held her head high. The queen refused to be beaten down, or intimidated. As for my attire, you can place your inquiry to him. It was at his command that I was stripped and put into commoner's clothe. She drawled. Eyes watched carefully, almost warily, as he moved to tower over her. Don't let them tread upon you. The queen reminded herself as she came to stand before him, her head tilted up as he was a good deal taller than her. She tightened her lips into a frown and paced away from the man. After a moment's silence, she snapped around, slender brows crunched together. I assure you I did no such thing. I commited no sin against God, nor against the crown. Audrey said, shaking her head. My husband is simply sick of me, I presume, and wishes to free up the throne for his whore. Her fists clenched for a split secondas if the anger had become too much, but didn't stay that way long. Why is it you wish to know? the queen inquired of her executioner. Why do you come to me now, when on the morrow, you will lop off my head before the eyes of my subjects?
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Audrey had quite a regal, dignified and proper attitude about her, Thomas quickly realized. And why not? Though she was a girl younger than he, she was Queen, after all. At least for a few hours more. He was a little amused that she stood up to face him, her body language showing she wasn't intimidated by him in the least. I see I've touched a nerve there, he replied with a smirk after she'd vehemently denied any unfaithfulness. Why would I want to know? Obviously you don't get out much, my Queen , he continued, bowing before her almost mockingly again as he used her title. If you did, you'd know that you are quite a favorite among the people. Why, there are young girls of twelve who I'd wager would give their little toe for a mere glimpse of you. All that the masses are talking about this eve is whether you've done it and what is to become of you. He rubbed his close beard and thought about why he'd come. To get a glimpse of the Queen, of course. To take what might be his lone opportunity to talk down to a monarch. Why else? Why am I here? Well, my liege, he began slowly. It is my responsibility to offer you a last meal, he lied. The King had given explicit orders for Audrey to starve, but she didn't know that, he assumed. What say you. What would you have?
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

The Queen wasn't a fool. It was clear to her that her executioner was mocking her and her rank, now that she was doomed to die. There would be no reprocussions for his treatment of her. Not now. Though, if he had dared speak thusly to her before this scandal, he would likely be put into the dungeons, if not killed. An insult to her would have been considered an insult to the King. His comments did not surprise her, and she did not acknowledge their truthful nature, nor deny them. Being so high in rank among the courts, the subjects had always looked up to her. The young women wanted to be her and a good majority of the male persuasion lusted for her. This wasn't news to the Queen. Perhaps she had been a tad foolish in asking his motives for wanting to know. It was the talk of London, the Queen's supposed betrayel. I'll have no meal, she said softly in response. The King can keep his food. Having personal experience in dealings with the King, I would not be shocked if he ordered the rations to be poisoned. A tinge of bitter amusement in her voice as a hand lifted to push a tumbling locke of red from her face. Anything else? she inquired.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

If a Queen one was a fool, no one would have known. It wouldnt exactly be publicized any whod suggested it would have likely been sent to the dungeons. Some Queens were no doubt sharp, and some dull as a horseshoe, just like everyone else. Thomas knew better than to think the elite were different than anyone else beneath their titles and jewels. This one, though, was apparently not one easily tricked. I doubt hed kill you with poison, Your Majesty, Thomas contradicted her. It isnt as if hell have to wait long to see the deed done by a method he quite prefers, after all, he pointed out with a chuckle. Thomas wasnt taken by the Queen like some adolescent girl, but there was something about being in the presence of a royal that made one feel.well, privileged. But if youd prefer to torture yourself more than even what has been decreed, well I am but a humble servant of the crown. None to argue with you. Thomas turned his back and walked towards the door, the only way out of the dark, fortified tower, leaving Audrey in the glow of her lone candle. Goodnight, your majesty, he said as he turned back towards the Queen and gave her yet another little bow. Placing his hand on the doorknob, he started to turn it, stopping just as it began to creak. Are you not angry with me, Your Majesty? The man who is to dispatch you, come the morn? Hed expected the lovely royal to spew hatred at him, or something of the like, as often happened when he was in one of his moods to taunt the condemned. He thought perhaps hed have to have some fun with her, and beat her away as she attacked him. And what of the King? You are bitter with him, I can tell, but you dont hate him? Dont you wish you could I dont know, repay him in some way? Thomas finished a little suggestively, his hand still on the door as if he might leave at any moment.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Audrey ignored his comment about the way her husband preferred to kill his prisoners. She knew all to well the King's preferences. Her emerald eyes - that were as entrancing as any jewel - watched as he moved to leave her. Her slim body turned to face him upon hearing his words, the candle light complimenting her milky pale, smooth skin. He was taunting her, she knew. This Queen was not one of idle thoughts, or a simple mentality. She understood all too well what he was aboutas the Queen, she had heard whisperings of his time with the condemned. Softly, her thin, but appealing, lips curled into a smile that was tinged with a hint of sarcastic humor. I cannot hate you for doing what is required. Your job is to kill me, I do not bear a grudge with you, not for that. She softly at first. Pausing, she lifted her chin haughtily. However, that you've come here to taunt me does rile my temper. As if to make a point, she moved to him, as graceful as a swan. But I am not so stupid as to strike out at you. As a prisoner and not a queen, I know you can lay your hand to me if you should need to. I have had enough beatings for one lifetime, she said, perhaps hinting that maybe the King's twisted sense of humor in regards to her treatment was worse than the people knew. As for the King, my husband - the word was snapped out with spite - I know he will pay for his sins and crimes one day. She tossed her head to fling her hair behind her slim, petite shoulders. One can never escape just retrubution, she said defiantly.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Thomas grinned as she told him her feelings on things. He wasn't sure if it was the fact that she was the Queen which tainted his judgments, but she was quite alluring. Whether she was attempting to be so or not, that he didn't know. So she called his routine what it was- a mockery. He gasped, exaggerating it just a little bit, when she spoke of beatings. But- Your Majesty. I can't imagine a man would strike indiscriminately at a woman of your grace and beauty, he exclaimed. Surely, you exaggerate. Or else perhaps... you deserved it, he suggested quietly with a little chuckle. Looking into her wonderful green eyes as the candlelight illuminated them, he gave her just a hint of a smile. Reaching up and placing his hand softly on her elbow, he well knew it was forbidden to touch a royal without cause he squinted a little and spoke to her again. But, I'm devastated that you'd think I might come here solely for scornful purposes, he objected. Perhaps, I too am one of your greatest admirers. Perhaps I'm disenchanted with the King. And would like to... speed up the manner in which he gets his just retribution, he suggesting, thinking on his feet. He hadn't intended to offer the Queen anything at all, but there was something about her that made him not want this and the next morning to be his only meeting with her. He'd wait to see what she said before offering anything further, that would be the most wise course, he thought.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Her slim auburn brows came together as she heard that she may have deserved her strikes. She would have snapped something back at him, the comment made her that angry, but then he laid his hand upon her elbow. Recoiling just a bit, only indication a slight twitch in her arm before she held it stillshe knew he was supposed to touch her - she was still royalty until the morning, but she did not want to strike fire to his temper by throwing his hand off of her. Audrey doubted that he really was enthralled with her like he suggested. Though, she listened closely to what he had to say about the King. She knew it would be unwise to trust himhe was her executioner, after all, but the prospect of sicking just retribution on the King was a sore temptation indeed. What are you getting at? she questioned rather skeptically with a brow cocked up almost haughtily. Her emerald eyes were watching him closely. His every feature was being scrutinized, searching for any indication of a lie in his words.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Thomas smiled when Audrey hinted that she wanted to hear more of what he had in mind. So she wasn't one of these women inclined to think the King was a god, was infallible. She would take revenge in a second, he knew from the look in her brilliant green eyes. He let his hand run up her arm and cup the smooth, milky skin on her cheek. That was definitely forbidden, even more so than the touch of her extremity. Well, my dear, he began delicately, violating rule after rule, now with his form of address. The King can't get remarried if it can't be shown that his wife is dead. He'd be excommunicated before he knew it. He squinted at her a little, studying her expression carefully. What he was suggesting meant taking a huge chance here. It meant putting everything on the line his life, his job, his friends. Family he didn't have much left to speak of. What do you say? he inquired almost softly, letting his fingertips dance down to the underside of her chin, before he let them trail off her soft skin and return to his side.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Audrey had to surpress to shrink back from his touch as it traveled from her arm to cup her cheek. He was violating all the rules established by the King for when one were to address royalty, but she could not reprimand him. Even when he discarded her title, to use a pet name. She had no right, especially if she wanted to know what plan he had in mind. Those exquisite eyes widened a tad with curiousity, then narrowed suspiciously. You have a valid point, she mused, surpressing a shiver as he trailed his fingers across her silk smooth skin before dropping from her completely. But why would you do this? You'd risk everything. He would kill your loved ones, plunder your home, and safe to assume, you would no longer be in his employ. She knew she was pointing out the obvious, but she wondered if he understood the severity of such a plot. What would you stand to gain from this?
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Thomas smiled back at her as the beginnings of an agreement began to he laid. He moved away from the door now, walking over to her cot and sitting down, motioning with his hand for the fair Queen to do the same. Your Majesty, he said with a little smile, but not rudely. I have no family left to speak of. I have a home yes, but nothing I can't leave behind. To be honest, I have of late been regretful of being in the employ of the crown. It seems that... I no longer agree with most actions of my employer, he explained rather tactfully. Now for the second part of your question. I don't think it's that hard to understand, he answered with a smile. I know every part of this tower, the surrounding walls, and the country beyond. We'd leave without an incident. But that is where you enter the picture. The way I see it, I'd be doing you quite the favor, he explained with a little grin. So, in return, he started slowly, running his fingers through the long brown hair on his head in thought. I'd expect you to come with me, to stay with me. I'd protect you, and you'd do anything I ask. Anything, he repeated for emphasis with a devilish smile. The opportunity to have a beautiful, silky skinned, Queen at his absolute disposal was worth any risk. That he was sure of, and he didn't see why Audrey didn't understand that .
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Audrey eyed the man as he moved to sit upon what had been the contraption in which she was to slumber, tortured by the looming morning that would ultimately spell out her demise. That, however, no longer seemed to be the case. Her curvy hips moved as she went to seat herself beside the manthough not directly by him, making sure to put a little space between their bodies. She listened closely to what he had to say, mulling it over carefully in her mind. Audrey was no fool. She had been subject to the King's whims and desires for six years now, knew what men thought of when they laid their eyes upon her beautiful visage. She was an object of lust, she knew that. Never before though, had she known anyone to risk their very life for a chance to claim her. Audrey thought carefully before turning her eyes to the man seated beside her. Then I would be trading my immediate death for a sort of concentual imprisonment, she said softly. She could agree to his terms and attempt an escape at a later, more convinient time. After all, the Queen was not about to subject herself so easily to the persuasions of yet another man who could just as easily betray her as the king had. All Audrey had to do was play along. She had been doing that as the king's wife - she didn't see how this would be that different. Though, she knew she would have to give him some sort of reward if they made it out of here alive. If being the key word.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Thomas looked over at Audrey, placing his hand on her knee. He was extremely nervous, now that the plan was so close to happening. If caught, hed doubtless receive a worse death than a simple execution. This was the worst kind of crime he was about to commit, an outright defiance of the crown and unfaithfulness to his trusted position. This woman was worth it, he reassured himself, glancing at her soft curves visible even beneath her peasant-like attire. The gentle light illuminated her, making her look like some kind of fire-haired angel. I wouldnt call it an imprisonment, he suggested, rubbing her knee a little bit. Lets just call it an agreement that will benefit us both, he continued with a big smile, showing all his teeth. Maybe well even have some fun together. He stood up from the cot, taking a step away before turning to face Audrey. Where are my manners? he laughed. Im Thomas, he said in a strange sort of introduction. So its settled then. He walked over to a part of the concrete floor where a mat covered it, and pulled the mat away. Pulling a little chisel of sorts out of his cloak, he banged and banged for a couple minutes, dust flying up in the air, before lifting up a hidden trap door. You see, I do know what Im doing. Even the King doesnt know about this. And anyone who doesn't know the way would be trapped and die in there anyway, he told her, nodding down to the door. He let the heavy door close with a thud before walking back to Audrey. I can get us out, but I cant stop people from seeing you. We are in London, after all. Youll need to be attired as a boy so youll be adequately disguised, he informed her. Wait here, and Ill be back with what youll need. Dont think about trying the door yourself.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

She did not give any visible sign of discomfort from his hand upon her knee this time. Only, she listened very closely. Toying gently with a rib length piece of hair, her fingers just as graceful as her legs. Eyes watched as he showed her the door and surprise registered on her features a momentfunny how much you could learn about your kingdom once on the other side as he explained further. Her long lashes fell quickly, then lifted - he did have a point. It wouldn't be hard for any member of the gentry to recognize her, she was the Queen after all. A widely admired and saught after one at that. She had already been reduced to servant's attire, how could a lad's be any worse. Alright, Sir Thomas, she murmured softly. Though she had decided to go along with him for now, she knew she couldn't suddenly act so meek and content after her previous attitude. Remain haughty, almost aloof, keep him guessing. She had to stay on her toes and she believed him when she said many had gotten lost in the tunnel. You must also bring me some clothe in which to bind my chest, she said, straightening her back a tad proudly, which only served to thrust her generous endowment against the peasant's shirtneither too big, but never too small clearly enough to please any man, but not enough to cause her problems in her back from the weight. And perhaps nothing form fitting, she added. Audrey was going to have to stifle the curves of her person as best she could as to not draw any attention, though she was a small enough woman. This shouldn't be too hard.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Thomas analyzed her movements and mannerisms as she processed what he had to say. He'd thought already of course, of binding her lovely breasts, but hadn't said anything yet, lest it displeased her. Her endowments were proportional to her lovely frame, but appeared to be a nice enough handful to have a merry time with. But they wouldn't do on the lam. He could tell she was showing off a little when she thrust her chest out. Thomas couldn't argue, though. It worked to boost his opinion even still of her almost girlish figure. Yes, of course, Your Majesty, he agreed, reaching up to her fiery locks, and holding a handful between his fingers. I might have to trim your lovely tresses as well, Thomas informed her. An unfortunate necessity, perhaps. Standing up, he headed to the door in earnest this time, opening it halfway before turning back to Audrey. Give me a few minutes, was all he said before closing and locking it. Heading down the long stairway, he greeted the other two guards with a little laugh. Wait here for a minute, lads, he told them. I'll be right back to have some fun with Her Majesty, he said with a wicked laugh, making a lewd thrust with his hips so there was no doubt what he meant them to believe. Then you lads can each have your turn. The opportunity of a lifetime, indeed. One of them eagerly laughed in agreement, while the other was quite beset by guilt, not feeling quite right about such an assault against the Queen. But peer pressure is a powerful force against the young, and the dissenter therefore bit his tongue. Going to the guards' changing area, he pulled out his own civilian clothes, before stealing the garments of a lad who worked there by day, sizing them up as about the right size for Audrey. Next, he took the shirt of one of his companions that evening, and sliced it into four long strips with his knife, an effective enough binding for her, most likely. Tossing all this into a sack, he headed back through the darkness to the formidable White Tower. Don't disturb me, boys. I'm going to have quite a good time with her, he laughed. Some ropes, he said, nodding to the sack he carried. She's quite a dirty-minded Queen. Climbing back up the steps after sharing another off-color remark or two, he unlocked the door to Audrey's chamber, skulking in again and dumping everything on the bed. Let's get to work, he ordered, drinking in Audrey's soft face and features again as she basked in the yellow candlelight. We won't have all night.