The tragic ending of the queen and the princess

The Tragic End of the Queen and the Princess (Part 1)

This was Princess Dalene's last meal. Knowing her ultimate fate, she ate with little relish, but still managed to swallow. Hearing the clanking of chains and shackles next door, her heart pounded. She wondered who would be next. Last time it was Susan and Mary, and now it was… She knew the women's prison was dwindling; sooner or later it would be her turn.
It must be said that the 21st century was an era of opportunity. Her grandfather, George I, had gained so much in this era; this branch of some unknown royal family had once ruled over a vast expanse of Europe, from Spain to Lorraine. This shouldn't have concerned seventeen-year-old Dalene, but her father, George II, was a fascist. Despite the nation's weakened state due to civil war, he forcibly waged war against much of Europe, ignoring the fact that the enemy was a vast majority of Europe, superior in population, land, and equipment to his own small part.
Unsurprisingly, George II was defeated. He and his family were arrested and faced a brutal trial.
The French despised them for their brutal rule; the Spanish hated them for their ruthless conquest; others gloated, or perhaps they preferred to see Princess Deleene, once a star of the world's royalty, bleeding on television at her execution! Beauty always arouses envy, and it is humanity's duty and responsibility to destroy beauty with one's own hands.
George II hung on the gallows, utterly humiliated, as if he were not the one dying. War crimes and crimes against humanity are grave offenses; Milosevic was incredibly lucky to die before sentencing. He felt his fate was somewhat similar to that of Saddam Hussein—who knows!
The clanking chains drove the excited crowd to madness. They saw the beautiful queen on an ridiculously high truck, but the soldiers behind her ruined what should have been a beautiful sight.
Queen Nathalie and her daughters, like their husbands and fathers, were sentenced to death.
The difference was that King George died in humiliation, while the queen had a final moment of dignity.
Just as Americans condemned the Arabs for their actions, the French and British were more adept at certain forms of punishment. The British had beheaded countless queens in their palaces, and the French had, centuries earlier, dismembered their royal family in the square.
Queen Nathalie wore a long white dress, as white as her skin, as white as her pearl necklace—the only adornment she was allowed to keep, and even then, this frail woman had to remove it in her final moments. Before marrying George, the Queen was a young lady from a wealthy merchant family; she was beautiful, well-educated, and multi-talented.
But after preserving her last vestiges of dignity, she would descend into an unfathomable hell!
The thought of herself and her even more beautiful daughter becoming museum exhibits, like the legendary Martha, might not have been acceptable to her; she might even have felt disgust.
But it wasn't up to her!
Nathalie was executed in Place Vend?me in Paris; perhaps the pearl necklace around her neck was purchased from one of the many jewelry stores there!
At the execution ground stood a tall executioner and a concave wooden stake. Natalie recognized it as the very one used to execute Louis XVI; she had excitedly touched it up close during her youth. Was she destined to walk her final path under this inhuman machine today?
She saw the strong executioner beside the stake, completely different from the one beside the executioner. The man operating the executioner wore black-rimmed glasses and a well-fitting suit, appearing more like a meticulous lawyer.
"Father, where is the priest?" Natalie desperately searched for the priest, but to no avail.
"There is no priest. The people are blocking the church doors today; the priest won't be coming out," a soldier said expressionlessly.
The escorting soldiers noticed that the beautiful Queen Natalie was limp, and they quickly went to support her.
"Can you still hold on? It's almost over," the soldier said, his words more a death knell than a word of comfort.
"How will I die? Tell me, please," Natalie pleaded plaintively.
The queen was only in her thirties. Her pampered life and beautiful appearance gave her a unique charm, especially now that she looked so vulnerable, making her seem even more pitiful and arousing.
"The executioner is for you, and that stake is for the beautiful and wise Princess Delin." The soldier seemed happy to be a free tour guide, but unfortunately, this was the last time the beautiful woman before him would be on a tour.
A soldier in a peaked cap walked to the car and stopped it. He introduced himself as the executioner, a statement that shattered Queen Natalie's spirit, so she was practically carried out of the car.
"Madam, we hope you will cooperate. Please sign." The executioner produced a thin sheet of paper and a hard plastic sheet.
The executioner intended for Natalie to sign the document backed by the plastic sheet.
Natalie said she couldn't lift a pen, so the soldier took her delicate, smooth right hand, dipped it in fountain pen ink, and imprinted it on the paper.
Queen Natalie's fate was decided.
She was carried for the final stretch of the journey smoothly, without encountering any obstacles.
When the leather straps began to bind her body, she tried to struggle violently, but to no avail. The first strap was too tight, making it difficult for her to breathe. A soldier pulled off her beautiful pearl necklace, easing the pressure on the queen's neck. The queen wanted to express her gratitude, but she couldn't lift her head; her gaze could only see the wooden trough containing her head.
"Sir, it's too tight."
"Don't worry, it will be over soon." The executioner approached.
Everyone, whether at the scene or behind the television, had the same expectation. The greatest expectation was that a plastic doll manufacturer would obtain Natalie, this peerless beauty who made even the world's leading actresses envious, before her final disposal after the execution, turning her into thousands of detachable head-and-body dolls.
Times had changed; the wooden trough containing the head, which used to be stuffed with hay, was now filled with plastic sponge.
"What are your thoughts on your body being displayed after your execution?"
"You're about to be executed; have you ever regretted it?"
Reporters rushed forward, bombarding the now dizzy and disoriented Queen Natalie with all sorts of questions. They were disappointed; Natalie didn't answer any of them. The police and military pushed them back to the perimeter.
"Begin," the executioner said to the executioner.
Long-winded speeches were common when George died, but doing so on television regarding a woman's death seemed somewhat insensitive. In reality, people nowadays crave sensory stimulation; they might not listen to what the executioner was saying.
That beautiful neck! Now it was about to be severed!
The guillotine made a soft sound as it fell, but the sound of it striking her cervical spine was loud. Natalie's head seemed to have barely registered before it became what's commonly known as a "severed head." Natalie possessed an incomparably beautiful head; whether she was alive or dead was of little concern to anyone.
Cheers echoed across the globe as Natalie's beautiful head was slung across a bamboo pole, where she would wait alone for half a day before being taken down.
Many fantasized about dressing the queen in fishnet stockings and sexy lingerie, wearing modified high heels ten times sexier than they were now, before having her head chopped off with a slanted guillotine. The plastic doll company could fulfill their desires, but it would take several years for their design to be successfully designed and launched on the market. The French had limited patience; they couldn't wait, so they began to anticipate the appearance of the next, even more beautiful girl.
Next up is Princess Delin, even younger and more beautiful than Natalie.
Compared to the elegant and dignified queen, Delin's fate is far more tragic.
She's just a teenage girl, and she'll have to fulfill the parts her mother failed to satisfy the audience.
Fishnet stockings, shimmering high heels, seductive lingerie, and the elaborate bindings from the East.
She'll have to have sex with no fewer than ten officers before reaching the execution ground.
Then, a high-powered vibrator will be inserted into Princess Delin's vagina, providing her with no peace until her death.

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