Lucy Wickshire 51 Chapter Seven 4

The king stormed into the queens palace and made his way to her chambers without stopping. Some of the officials wondered if the king was out of his mind leading everyone to his wife's chambers. They hesitated at the door until they heard the king bellow in rage.

"s.l.u.t!" the king shouted at the top of his voice, allowing the minsters an excuse to rush in. The sight before them was beyond their imagination. The queen was sandwiched between two heavily built naked men, who pounded into her at a regular rhythm. Even the well experienced men turned red. The three adulterers were stark naked.

If the king's bellow was not a good enough wake up call, then the sound of a crowd of people rus.h.i.+ng in was a better one. The queen seemed to return to her senses quickly. The sight of the blus.h.i.+ng men and her husband's enraged face made her rush to cover up.

"Guards, bring that s.l.u.t!" the king shouted. The guards moved so fast, the queen could not make left from right. She was dumped before the king and his ministers without clothes. Only then did it occur to her to beg.

"My king, I am innocent. These barbarians forced themselves on me. I have always been faithful to you..." she had not finished frantically begging, when the king threw a punch.

"You s.l.u.t, you will die today! This king will leave your body before the palace gates for your brother to came see what nonsense he gave me from that kingdom of his!" the king shouted so loud, his face turned red as he started to cough.

The ministers were still stuck in place, as they had not yet processed how fast things were moving. How did it get to this? It seemed as though their brains restarted, when they saw the king fall in a coughing fit.

"Your Majesty!" they rushed to his side. The officials were divided in more ways. Many did not know what was happening. Some went for the king; as those that had escaped this event. They seemed more remorseful, now that they had not lost their heads.

The minister of justice had received his order and taken away the guilty ministers when the king stormed for the queen's palace. By the time he had summoned the city guards and soldiers to storm the capital, he suspected that this was a plot. The guards were already prepared and waiting for his summons. This made him more diligent. If not the king, who else could summon this many soldiers into the capital? This only meant the king was out for blood. He was motivated to show his loyalty; so, was already out in the capital, arresting families.

"Physician! What are you doing? The king...." they all turned to the elderly man at the corner, who seemed stiff in place.

"Your Majesty, This is what you were poisoned with." the physician said, sending the temperature of the chamber plummeting down.

The queen whose movement was restricted by the guards almost collapsed at the sight of the little bottle in the physicians hands.

"Your majesty it's a plot to frame me. It's a plot... this old thing planned this out!" the naked queen started to accuse as she used hand to cover her female parts.

The ministers frowned. Her words were a little far fetched. They did not think the little physician sent men to molest her, especially when they all saw her lewd expression when the men were pounding her.

"My king, this is the poison I talked about. This is the one that has been causing your illness. Though I had seen it once before, it is a rare poison that is hard to make. Now we have this, we can cure you!" everyone almost collapsed at the physicians words.

As if the queen's crimes were not enough, the evidence of trying to kill the king had to appear right on time. The king got up in silence and grabbed the queen by her hair as he started dragging her out of her chambers.

Chaos broke loose among the officials. The series of evidence had surely broken the king. They understood the king had lost his mind as they saw him drag her out. This was already a delicate matter for the royal family, they could not interfere. But they were some who begged the king to consider his actions. Exposing the queen to the open, was a disgrace upon their kingdom. The foreigners would laugh at them.

The king on the other hand, did not care. He dragged her out of her palace till his hand hurt. Only then did he ask the guards to carry her. The queen had long since gone quiet as she had fainted on the way. She did not dare to be awake to face such shame.