“Yes your majesty.”

“You do as commanded?”

“Yes your majesty.”

“And?” Before the woman managed to utter another word she takes a deep gulp.

“Of the 500 prisoners 425—–.”

“Ah, excellent 425 new soldiers pledging an oath to serve me and only me, “she says smiling, “Come this calls for a celebration!”

“Your majesty I am afraid you are mistaken, “she says as her voice cracked as she spoke.

“Mistaken!?” Jennicus responds not liking the unwelcoming feeling washing upon her.

“Apologies as I meant no disrespect as I only seek to provide you with proper—–.”

“Find fucking tongue!”

“425 prisoners have chosen death rather to serve you……….your majesty, “she says speaking carefully.

“Not even as slaves?!”

“No, as they all welcome the afterlife rather than to————.”

“I heard you the first time, “she yells enraged by the news, “Do not repeat fucking answer! If they will not serve me as slaves then see them all placed in the arena and put to death!”

“Your majesty there are children among——.”

“I give no shits towards children born from the wombs of those who refuse to serve me their refusal has condemned them all to death see it done, “she says before storming out of the room.

“Yes your majesty.” Waiting for Jennicus to leave the room the messenger then makes her way towards the nadirs. The nadirs was an underground layer housing hundreds of slaves and criminals. It was dark, damp, and reeked of bile, trash, and pig shit. Each cell housed 20 to 25 prisoners all shackled by their hands and feet to the cold granite wall keeping them isolated. Upon entering she was greeted by the queens guards with a simple head nod she passed along the queens message. Nodding in acknowledgement the queens guards set the queens demand into action. Opening the first few cells the defiant prisoners were forcibly removed and commanded to stand in a single line. Screams of scared women and children echoed loudly against the walls young children clung to their mothers fearing the unknown. Feeling no remorse, the guards escorted them all from their confines to what would be there final destination. Seeing their queen appear the crowd cheered in celebration. Still standing she smiles waving back in return eventually taking her seat as soon as she sat down her smile quickly fades. Taking a sip of her wine she inhales deeply then intertwines her fingers in an act of agitation.