1751 A Hated Lady
It was amazing how quick they were to give her a good wipe-down.
If she weren't sick, they wouldn't bother cleaning her up.
Due to fear of infection spreading, they cleaned her up with a cleansing disinfectant fluid which was perfect for times like these.
What do you expect?
That they should throw her in a pool of water and carefully wash her clean like she was used to? Not a chance!
They wiped her clean severally before dressing her wounds.
Her neck, arms, waists and legs had wraps of bandages carefully placed over her injuries.
After cleaning and dressing her up in prison garments, they placed her in a wheelchair, pushing her put
If her enemies, especially those sluts from noble homes see her now they would be rolling on the ground in teary laughter.
Who is this?
The once proud Ezenia is now in a wheelchair.
But how can this be? What happened to her superiority?
Didn't she say her family was so powerful that no one would ever dare to go against her?
Well, well, well... It was a fine day indeed for many noble girls who have long hated her.
The moment word spread about her sentencing, many planned to be there with popcorn in hand, gummy bears and other delectable treats for the show.
Yes...
Ezenia who liked popularity and attention, would become the most popular lady of the season.
After all, as they say, all publicity is good publicity.
Some even planned to visit her when they next went to Baymard.
Hey...
They couldn't leave their poor little girl alone in there, right?
At least from time to time, they should go in and see how she's doing, updating her on current world trends, noble situations and politics, right?
It all seemed like a bloody good idea to them.
Perhaps this was the only time many felt they could get revenge for all the bullying they underwent in Ezenia's hands.
(^_^)
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Many women felt men were truly blind not to see Ezenia's pretentious mask.
She was a 2-faced b**ch who when in the presence of men, should the liviest and most innocent look one could imagine.
However, amid women, she didn't bother concealing her true nature, sometimes putting her cruelty on display for everyone to watch.
Why? Because she knew none of them would have the guts to leak out any information on whatever she did to them.
Are you kidding?
Her grandfather's forces were one, if not the most powerful forces you could find in the empire.
Anything said would later get traced back to its source, and the poor unfortunate lady who rattled would definitely get it hot.
Not just them but their families would be under a lot of pressure because of their silly mistakes.
This was why no matter what she did, everyone could only zip their mouths while secretly resenting her.
But boy have the tables turned!
Who would've known a person like her could fall so badly to rock bottom?
Sure enough, the Baymardian book of classical wise sayings was right.
The Bigger they are, the harder they fall.
Now, justice has finally been given to those ladies who died under her hands.
Some had their heads shaved because they went against her
Some lost fingers and others limbs, making them undesirable for nobles in the same class or higher.
Understand that because of Ezenia, they had to willingly marry down, since they were now seen as deformed during their injuries.
She, Ezenia, took their happiness from them.
She took away their hopes for a better future under Prince Charming's wings.
Don't you get it? She destroyed their Cinderella moment.
So how can they not gather to watch her finally fall?
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Noble ladies of all sorts appeared on the scene causing many to be taken aback by the raw hatred emanating from their bodies.
First, it was strange to see so many noble ladies appear for criminal sentencing.
Even if a noble son turned into a criminal and was to be executed, these noble ladies were raised not to appear in places like these, and would never show up.
So their emergence shocked many.
One look and you tell these ladies were so happy they wanted to pop champagne bottles and throw in a band to sing celebratory songs.
Of course, these ladies didn't step out of their vehicles but slowly raised their curtains from time to time wondering when Ezenia would show up.
Damn!
Is that popcorn in someone's hand?
Thankfully, it wasn't snowing.
Thus, many gathered at the forefront while those with vehicles sat in their many vehicles.
Carriages sure have advanced in design over the years.
Now, all carriages had compartments for holding small TVs in them.
So even though they were waiting, they still had things to entertain themselves with.
The sentencing stand was so far up the grand palace walls that even if a vehicle was at the far back they would still be able to see Ezenia's silhouette.
This was why many noble ladies decided to stay in the vehicles and watch from here.
Sure they won't be able to see Ezenia's expression, but so what?
This much, they were content with.
(^_^)
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From the dark shadows of the castle's confinement room emerged Ezenia whose once-vibrant hair was now frizzy but clean.
Shackles rattled around her slender wrists, but her posture was upright with her chin raised definitely.
Do you think she would ever give the enemy a chance to celebrate? No way!
Although in a wheelchair, she was a vision of both vulnerability and strength.
'Dammit!... Where are you, Grandfather?'
Squinting her eyes and raising her hand over her eyes, Ezenia was still dazed by the first rays of sunlight she had gotten outside the main building she was locked up in.
All this time, whatever sunlight she got had to be done inside the building.
This was her first time in a while, stepping out and breathing the fresh morning air.
"Prisoner Ezenia, you are now in a wheelchair. So I suggest you behave and not try anything funny."
"I know," Ezenia replied with her green eyes still fierce despite her circumstances.
Secretly darting her eyes around, she continued searching, hoping for a sign or signal that her family or comrades would come for her.
Treason. The word echoed in her mind.
But in her head, she knew she had only tried to do right by her lover.
He didn't deserve to be kept in such an unsightly place like Baymard's prisons.
A person like him should be free to rule not just Deiferus, but the world itself if possible.
He was her beloved and for him, she could kill everyone... even her beloved grandfather.
Yes... That's right.
To her, he was the world. That's why she never stopped trying.
What's more, she felt Henry's oppressive regime had gone long enough.
Who was he to impose a ban on slavery?
Who was he to take their many rights as nobles?
Do you know that now, only vehicles called emergency vehicles are allowed to drive by with everyone clearing the roads for them?
Before Henry's takeover, people like her had never been held up in traffic before.
The world was theirs.
They never lined up for anything, and practically did as they wanted, lawlessly.
But with Henry's oppression and oppressive laws, now, they have to join commoners now and then.
Hmph!
In Ezenia's mind, Henry was just a tyrant... a lucky one at that who snuck in like a coward during that deadly heir battle after the monarch's death.
Henry only appeared after almost everyone was killed.
If that isn't a coward, she didn't know what is.
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Soon, Ezenia was placed in a transport vehicle and driven to the palace walls where she was taken out again and carried to the very top.
Bow the place was bustling with people now ominously quiet, save for the whisper of a few.
The guard in iron-clad armor gripped their spears tightly while ensuring order was met.
They were on the lookout for unexpected troubles.
"Your majesty!
Many quickly greeted with a burst of happiness in their eyes, seeing his majesty Henry well and alive.
You don't know how panicked the common people were once they heard an assassination attempt fell on their brave hero.
Many, especially former slaves and peasants, feared that without Henry, Deiferus would go back to how it was before.
Henry said nothing, only raising both hands over the masses, acknowledging their presence.
The crowd went wild again and soon, a lead magistrate who had a round belly and balding head, quickly stepped forward to begin the show.
"Ezenia of xxxx... You stand accused of treason against his majesty Henry Tudor. How do you plead?"
--silence--
Everyone's breath stopped momentarily, their ears all perked to hear what the prisoner had to say.
Yes... How will she plead?
Ezenia paused, ran in a deep breath and looked around cautiously.
Where are they? (?^?)
Do I have to keep stalling?'
"Not GUILTY."
What? Not guilty?
Instantly, murmurs rippled throughout the crowd.
