You’re on the tip of your toes as a rope is loose but tight around your neck. You broke one law of King William’s rule and now you’re getting executed. You try not to move too much as your eyes glance at the other bodies below.

It’s a couple of moment before you hear the big doors open and you close your eyes tightly, praying that is this over. Before you even knew it, Vanessa quickly takes you off.

“Shut up. Shut up,” she whispers quickly, a finger to her lips before you hugged her tightly.