UNHAPPY END 1

Alaric stepped hastily towards the dungeon, and he remembered that today was the day the civil guards began to give torture sentences to suspected traitors and descendants of black magic users. As the last descendant, Rania gets a life sentence for removing black magic as the royal fortune teller says the way to remove black magic is by giving the user's traitor blood.

But, in recent years, there are often monsters that enter the kingdom due to black magic that attracts the smell and intuitive senses of the demons.

He might hate Rania for daring to poison the queen's mother before, as well as the empress dowager this time, well as himself in front of so many people, but in fact, Alaric still harbors that love until this day. He couldn't bear to see the woman injured, and he should have let Rania die because of the torture wound. He always brought a healer to treat Rania for her injuries.

Watching the civilians and stopping them from behaving excessively, even Alaric killed the civilian guards who dared to try to fuck Rania.

The adjutant behind Alaric already knew where his king's feet had gone. He just obediently followed him down the hall of the torture prison. Sounds of pain, sobs, and pleas began to be heard.

Alaric saw Rania was covered in blood and tore her clothes in the stomach and back. The whip that the civilian guard was holding flew back over the skin of his thigh before Alaric made a sound.

"ARGH!!"

"Stop it!! How long have you guys been torturing her?!" king Alaric asked angrily. "I ask!! Answer immediately!"

"Th-that… it's been over half an two hours…" one of the three civil guards answered.

Alaric's eyes bulged red. He turned to the adjutant and said coldly.

"Call Pitter here to treat Rani immediately!" he ordered Felix, who was looking down obediently listening.

"Okay, your majesty." Felix turned around quickly.

The civil guards were surprised by the arrival of King Alaric and immediately bowed to apologize and pardon. They already knew the unwritten rules for torturing this prisoner named Rania. Not to make him drenched in blood but to hear that King Alaric was out until nightfall.

He was ordered by the previous queen to torture Rania to death but did not expect that king Alaric would come here so soon.

"Who ordered you guys?!! Are you guys trying not to listen to this king's words?!"

"N-no, your majesty, n-no… we-we are..."

"WHO ALLOWED YOU TO TALK?!!" The king untied the hand of Rania, who was already unconscious.

The body fell limply into his arms with a solid stinky smell, the wounds on her back, stomach, and legs were terrible. Tore her flesh apart from being whipped in the same part over and over again. Even the bones in her thighs were visible. Alaric winced inwardly, feeling torn apart.

....

"Did it work?" asked the voice of an aged woman sitting in front of the mirror to see her face with wrinkles under her eyes.

"Failed. King Alaric returned early and sentenced all the civilian guards to death immediately after bringing Rania out of the torture chamber." Said the queen's maid.

"Tsk, my son could never learn from the bad experiences of his ancestors because he was fascinated with love. Making him have a weakness over his absolute current power," the queen pouted after adding the powder to her cheeks.

It looked better, though she hated the other beauties in front of her. Rumors spread rapidly that if the queen hated, there was a woman prettier than herself. If that beauty appeared in front of her eyes, the next day, there would be an incident where the woman lost her beautiful face because of hard water or wounds from a thief.

That is why, if the ladies are invited to the queen's tea party, they will try not to stand out in front of the queen, who will be wearing the most glamorous dress she has.

"Well, if that fails, there is still another time, especially since Clementine's son now believes that it was Rania's family who poisoned his mother." Queen Cassia said with a triumphant smile.

"That's right, Your Majesty, King Alaric regards you as his most precious surrogate mother. The poisoning incident from the maid back then gave us a way to destroy the powerful Guinevere family." Said the queen's maid behind her, looking down with a happy smile and seeing the queen's glory.

"That's right, the hero of the country, as well as one of the most beautiful women, is gone. The thorn has been removed, and I don't have to get my hands dirty because Clementine's son cleaned it for me," she said as she puffed out her chest and got up from her dressing chair. "We must get down quickly, and we can't keep the guests waiting any longer."

Then the queen came out with her maid named Emma, who had followed her since she was a teenager until she was brought into the palace as a concubine and became a queen this time.

.....

Rania Guinevere stood before the light of the sun before it disappeared because when night fell, all she would see was a speck of light from the candle, which melted and would last half the night, not yet replaced by the civilian guarding her prison.

Her life had been just looking at the cold wall every day, or sometimes she would stand trying to see the sun and sky outside from the small vent above her head. She couldn't reach the small two-meter-high vent with her hands. Her clothes were shabby and had some patches.

In the room, there was an old mattress almost destroyed and no longer fit, and there was a dirty food tray whose contents had been eaten. The bowl contained the rest of the water and a place to pee at the far end of the square.

Rania couldn't remember how long she had locked her in this room. But she remembered the first time she was in this cold prison when she was 13. And if Rania remembers correctly, it all started when she knew her parents to be traitors and black magic users. No, she knew her family was very kind and would never touch black magic. It was her aunt's side of the family. They all pushed her family down to ruin.

Slandering her made her endure all this as punishment for a crime her family did not commit. He was held captive by king Philips The Gustaf I, whose throne is now being passed on to his only son, Alaric the Gustaf II, the executioner who often tortured her directly or just watched her scream, cry, and beg to be killed.

Once a week, she would get severe and painful torture before they would heal her again. It tormented her so much that she wanted death, but even that death did not come to her.