Smiling eyes full of hope and happiness witnessed the fair princess ascend the throne. Now, smiling eyes full of hope and happiness witnessed the fair princess's execution.
The bells chimed. Three times, each louder than the last. The last chime would be the signal of her death. Her reign would end, and it would soon be over. And yet . .
"Oh, it's tea time!"
Her cheerful voice echoed through the crowd before the guillotine came down.
When the king and queen passed away, there was an uproar. It was not much of a surprise, really, given the years they've lived through. Still, the news had been saddening to the citizens but the neighboring countries were ecstatic of their death. Soon, word of conquest spread just as quickly as their deaths, and fear was the fog that blurred out the kingdom's once-bright future. With no other way of settling the rumors, the young princess of only age fourteen was placed upon the throne.
With numerous eyes fixed upon her, she took dainty steps down the re